I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Stella could not contain her smile, as Meredith brought good fortune to Sterling Corporation. While playing mahjong with friends outside, she swelled with pride at their compliments. Meredith indeed made her look good, boosting her confidence in public. But where there was joy, envy brewed.

Joy Chaucer, upon seeing the headlines, was consumed with jealousy. It seemed all the good fortune was Meredith's. Meredith was voted the most beautiful pregnant mother, becoming a national pride. "Enjoy your moment, Meredith. Let's see how long it lasts," Joy muttered through clenched teeth, almost wishing she could smash the television.

Turning off the TV, Joy headed to the police station to meet Chloe. Now devoid of everything, unable to inherit Falconer Holdings, Chloe's assets were all she desired, eager to claim them as soon as possible.

At the detention center, it was through connections that Joy got to see Chloe, who looked significantly worn down by her time inside. Chloe was excited to see Joy, "You came! I thought you wouldn't come to see me." "How could I not come, Mom? How are you holding up?" Joy asked, feigning concern.

"I'm managing," Chloe struggled to say, knowing well her situation was far from good.

"Mom, Meredith has kicked me out. I have nowhere to go, nothing at all. I can't help you either. I'm sorry for being such a bad daughter," Joy said, squeezing out a few tears, putting on a show of deep maternal affection. "Meredith is too cruel. Why should she kick you out? You've lived in that house for over a decade; you're part of that family," Chloe said angrily, feeling both angry at the situation and sorry for Joy. "Don't worry about it, Joy. I still have properties in Europe. Go there and get them. That money will be enough for you. Without me to protect you, stop being reckless, remember to keep a low profile," Chloe advised, worried that Joy might also fall into Meredith's hands, and fearing that the truth behind Bianca's death might come to light.

"Mom, Meredith is basking in glory, just because she spoke a few words with the French delegation and became a national pride," Joy said resentfully. "Just watch, the higher she stands now, the harder she will fall."

"Joy, don't do anything rash. Go to Europe first, did you hear me?" Chloe insisted, "Find Ferris Bright there; he will tell you what to do."

With nothing left and unable to depend on Ethan Channing forever, Joy agreed, "Mom, I'll go to Europe tomorrow."

Meanwhile, in a rental room in Auroraville, Justin also saw the headlines and felt relieved knowing Meredith was doing well. Sitting on a mat, he nibbled on a steamed bun while holding his phone, staring at a photo of Meredith chatting with Prince Darcy DuMont. He felt proud and happy for her.

Meredith had messaged and called, wanting to know where he lived, but Justin remained silent. He had said he didn't want to be a burden to her.

After finishing his bun, Justin received a call from a colleague who had returned to Auroraville from their hometown. He immediately grabbed his car keys and went out to meet this colleague.

Half an hour later, Justin arrived at the entrance of the electronics factory dormitory and finally met the colleague, "Lily Westbrook," he greeted with a smile, "Hello, I'm Justin, a friend of Fiona's." Hearing Fiona's name, Lily's expression turned sour, "What do you want?"

Lily, in her thirties, short and slightly plump, asked warily.

"Fiona's death in the detention center was very mysterious, and I need to ask you something," Justin said, "Please help. You knew Fiona well. What if she comes to haunt you at night because of an unclear death?" Fear of the dead was an instinct; Justin's tactic worked.

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 0005s.org for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading!

"What do you want to ask? I have to go to work, make it quick," Lily said, slightly frightened.

"It's quick. Did Fiona behave strangely before she was arrested? Did she meet anyone unusual?" Justin asked.

"Yes," Lily recalled.

"What is it?" Justin eagerly asked.

"She would stare at a photo every night, murmuring to herself. It scared me a couple of times when I got up at night," Lily said.

"What photo?"

"A very handsome man," Lily described, "I heard Fiona mumbling something like 'Terry.' I asked if he was her boyfriend. She said yes, and that she would definitely marry him. The day she was arrested, someone sent her a milk tea as a takeaway, and she left the house after drinking it."