Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game novel Chapter 506

"Zach, you can’t treat me like this. We just had sex, and you can’t leave me behind once you put your pants on."

"How much?"

Cora was confused. "What do you mean?"

"How much do you want for your service fee?"

Cora drew back in astonishment. She didn’t expect Zachariah to treat her as an escort.

"Zachariah Chambers, you’ve gone too far. The Fletchers are a respected family. Besides, it was you who asked me to come here and then slept with me, but now, not only aren’t you held accountable for it, but you’re insulting me. What kind of man are you?"

Zachariah replied, "You asked for it. Even if you had a little pride left, you wouldn’t have pestered me. Are you that hungry? Why must you play up to men? You should feel ashamed for what you’ve done, and I feel ashamed for you. You’re worse than a prostitute."

Hardly had Zachariah finished his words than he turned around and left.

Cora collapsed, devastated. The more expectant she had been, the more resentful she was now. She felt bitter about Zachariah being so mean to her, but what enraged her was the fact that she was the one kissing his ass.

"I hate you, Zachariah," Cora growled through clenched teeth.

Just at this moment, a pair of leather shoes stopped in front of her. She looked up, only to find it was June.

June said in a cold voice, "Now that you’ve been insulted by him again and again, will you give up on him now?"

Cora burst into tears and yelled resentfully, "Why? Why? Why?"

June stared indifferently at her and taunted, "How can you expect Zachariah to respect you when you don’t even respect yourself?"

Cora kept wailing while June looked on without saying anything.

Finally, her sobs turned to sniffs, and Cora stared tearfully at June, saying, "June, I want to ask a favor of you. As long as you can help me retaliate against Zachariah, I promise to be your lover, and you can do anything to me."

June’s lips curved into a sneer and he replied, "Cora Fletcher, what makes you think I want a filthy slut to be my lover?"

Cora widened her eyes in shock.

June looked at her with contempt and said, "Do you know what a bitch you are? I’ve been so kind and loyal to you, while you’ve been completely obsessed with a man who doesn’t care about you at all. Now that you’ve been humiliated by him again and again, do you think I’ll still accept you like a sucker?"

Cora was still stunned.

"Cora, you run counter to the meaning of your name. I’m even skeptical about my taste in women now."

Cora sprang to her feet, grabbed June’s arm and shook it injuredly. Ashamed and furious, she snapped, "How can you say something like that? Who are you to talk to me like that? In my eyes, you’re nothing but a poor sap! So what if I’m a bitch? You come after me anyway. If I’m a bitch, you’re a moron, and we’re birds of a feather. Who are you to judge me?"