I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

It was unmistakably Terrence Sterling. Fiona's thoughts still lingered on Terrence Sterling. Justin wasn't surprised by this; a man like Terrence Sterling, given even the slightest chance, who wouldn't want to marry him? To marry into such wealth was to be set for life. Terrence Sterling had what it took to drive women wild.

"Who ordered her the milk tea?" Justin asked, pressing further, "Who else has she been in contact with?" After a long investigation and a few inquiries at Liam Michaelson's, it seemed likely that Fiona had been poisoned even before she entered the place. There are poisons that can be timed to react at a specific moment or under certain conditions. These are silent in their work.

Lily Westbrook replied, "How should I know? Fiona didn't tell me anything. That's all I know, and I have to go to work now." Justin couldn't pry any more useful information here. He noticed there were cameras at the dormitory entrance; since someone delivered milk tea, the footage could be checked. Without the authority to access it himself, he had to pass this lead to Liam Michaelson, who was officially on the case.

...

At The Royal Inn, Darcy DuMont sat on the sofa, reminiscing about his street encounter with Meredith. "What are you thinking about?" Catherine asked with a smile, sitting down beside him.

"Today, I met an interesting girl," Darcy DuMont said. "She gave off such a warm feeling. She stood there among the crowd, pregnant, speaking fluent French, a vision of all things beautiful." "What kind of girl?" Catherine inquired.

Darcy, excited, showed her the headline: "Look, this is the girl. She said her name was Meredith. I just asked the ambassador; Meredith comes from a significant background. Her husband is the president of Sterling Corporation, and her mother was the president of Falconer Holdings. She was an orphan just recently acknowledged by her family, and then her mother passed away."

Catherine, looking at the photo and listening to Darcy's description, realized what was happening. Meredith was Darcy DuMont's daughter.

"This girl is indeed very fortunate," Catherine remarked nonchalantly, masking her understanding. "She carries herself with confidence. I would like to meet her too."

"I feel the same, Catherine. I want to see this girl again. Tomorrow, I'll have the delegation introduce us. You will like this girl," Darcy insisted.

Watching her husband so energized, Catherine felt a mix of emotions. She came to Auroraville worried about him remembering the past. Their marriage of over twenty years might be nearing its end.

"Alright, we'll meet this girl tomorrow."

...

As night fell, Meredith and Terrence Sterling were at home binge-watching a series when the delegation's head arrived to convey a request from Darcy DuMont, the French envoy. They were invited to join him for lunch the next day. Meredith was pleasantly surprised and looked at Terrence Sterling before asking the head, "What does the Prince intend by this?"

"Mr. DuMont simply admires Mrs. Sterling's warmth and charm," the head explained. To reassure Meredith, Terrence Sterling was also invited.

Such an honor naturally warranted their acceptance. "Alright, my husband and I will be there on time tomorrow."

"Someone will pick you up tomorrow. Sorry for disturbing you this late," the head said politely, with utmost respect.

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Meredith smiled and nodded, "Thank you."

The couple escorted the head out, and after he left, they shared a smile. "To think we'd dine with a descendant of the French royal family-I never even dreamed of such a thing," Meredith exclaimed. Terrence, hands clasped behind him and lips slightly curled, replied, "I am basking in your light, my dear."

Meredith playfully asked, "If we go tomorrow, do you think the stocks for Chaucer family and Sterling family's companies will rise?"

"Definitely," Terrence replied, caressing her head tenderly, eyes full of affection. "Meredith, having you is wonderful."

"I feel like it's my mother's spirit watching over me from above," Meredith said. "I used to be unlucky. Speaking of which, what should we wear tomorrow? We need to prepare." "I'll have Linda prepare everything so we can rest easy."