Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 416

Chapter 416

Elise’s gaze intensified now that the opportunity for escape lay directly within her grasp, becoming burning hot as she looked at Ashton.

She deliberately adjusted into an even more provocative posture. The term “overwhelmingly seductive” could barely capture the depth of her allure in that precise moment.

“I’m sorry, Mas. Haywood, but that is a request I cannot grant.” Ashton’s rejection was instantaneous.

He didn’t hesitate for even a moment despite the overwhelming allure Elise was directing at him.

“You don’t have to turn us down so quickly, Mr. Gray. You see, since we’ve invited you over, we came prepared with genuine sincerity.

“I’m confident that the conditions offered by Blossom Hall will be more than satisfactory to you,” Elise said while pursing her lips slightly. Such a simple gesture was usually enough to stir the deepest desires in any man.

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was then that Whitney finally reached her breaking point, no longer able to bear the way Ashton was staring so brazenly at Elise. “Do you think you could stop staring at Elise for even a single second, Ashton?”

She had never seen anyone so brazen and disrespectful and, at the same time, utterly unmoved by Elise’s charm.

“Isn’t it natural for humans to appreciate beauty? I’m simply admiring something exquisite–surely there’s no crime in that, right?” Ashton asked with a grin.

“You clearly have ulterior motives!” Whitney huffed.

“I’d hardly be a man at all if I didn’t have a few ‘ulterior motives, especially considering how Ms. Haywood is a woman of such divine grace and beauty,” Ashton said with a smile.

“Why, you!” Whitney’s breathing was ragged, her chest rising and falling sharply in her rage. She had done nothing but suffer one humiliating setback after another at Ashton’s hands ever since she met him.

She vowed that if the opportunity arose, she would break his will, turn him into her personal puppet, and make him pay dearly for his arrogance.

Elise intervened with a smile, saying, “It’s fine, Whitney. Mr. Gray can look if he wants to. He’s an esteemed guest of Blossom Hall, after all.”

Ashton’s unflinching gaze stirred a complex mix of emotions in Elise. She was the head of Blossom Hall and the Sage’s recognized lover, so no man had ever dared to cover her so boldly–even those who harbored private desires only dared to act discreetly.

Elise inwardly longed for someone to truly admire her beauty. Thus, Ashton’s brazen admiration, rather than offending her, actually gave her a sense of pleasure.

“I’ll get to the point, Mr. Gray. If you are willing to provide the formula for the Complexion Elixir and allow us to invest in Evermore Beauty, we will reciprocate by giving you a stake in Blossom Hall. You will effectively become a co–owner of Blossom Hall.

“You aren’t getting the short end of the stick here, Mr. Giray,” Elise said with a radiant smile, her voice becoming even more alluring.

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Ashton was caught off guard. He hadn’t anticipated that Elise would put such a deal on the table. He glanced around the room, noting the sea of beautiful faces surrounding him, and chuckled. “What rights and privileges would I get to enjoy if I were to become the co–owner of Blossom Hall?”

“In addition to the standard dividends and profits, you would have access to the women of Blossom Hall–you could have your way with anyone here who strikes your fancy, with a few specific exceptions,” Elise replied, casting a flirtatious wink at Ashton.

No sooner had Elise finished speaking than more than 20 women from the Blossom Hall danced elegantly in Ashton’s presence. There were quite a few alluring women who removed their sheer clothing, exposing a large expanse of their bodies.

They cast Ashton countless seductive glances, clearly signaling that he could have them as he pleased.

Ashton looked upon the elite assembly of beauties from Blossom Hall before him, feeling a genuine stir of longing. He was, after all, only human.

These weren’t just pretty faces; they were masters of their craft, each movement and glance specifically engineered to bypass a man’s logic and speak directly to his most carnal instincts.

“There’s not a single good man out there!” Whitney muttered under her breath.

Elise’s smile grew even more radiant, fueled by the conviction that she finally had Ashton in the palm of her hand. “What do you think, Mr. Gray?”

“It’s undeniably tempting, but unfortunately, I’m turning it down!” Ashton declared, flashing a bright, smile.

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“Why, Mr. Gray?” Elise’s radiant expression turned to stone. She was stunned that Ashton remained so composed despite being bombarded by such intense bewitchment.

These women were specialists in the bewitching arts, and having 20 of them target Ashton at once should have been overwhelming. He should have been completely under their spell by now, especially given how much of a lecher he seemed to be.

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