“Ms. Bell, would you like for Ms. Sanders to be thrown out now?” Grant asked at the right moment.
Before Sierra could speak, Pamela turned to John, openly showing she was doing it on purpose. “I don’t want you taking care of me anymore. I want to change the terms. I want you to sleep with me once. No protection.”
Grant’s eyes opened wide.
Forde, who was now standing behind Sierra, froze. Lance, who was standing next to John, similarly blinked hard.
Sierra’s eyes fell on John. He had always treated his promises like something sacred. How was he going to answer this? If he refused, wouldn’t that make everything he had insisted on earlier look ridiculous?
“You and I will be even after this,” Pamela said, betting everything on this. “We’ll stay out of each other’s lives from then
onward.”
Pamela knew her own body. She could get pregnant easily, and she was right in the middle of her most fertile period. Just one time might be enough.
The crucial part was her declaration. As long as she said that they wouldn’t interfere in each other’s lives afterward in advance, a man like John, who clung to his promises, would never force her to end it even if she did get pregnant.
Once the baby was born, she could go after him for child support. No court cared what private promise they had made about not interfering with each other’s lives.
As for her pretending to be his savior…
That wasn’t something he would uncover in the short term. By the time he found out, the baby would already be there. Even if he wanted to go after her, he would have to look at the baby’s face first.
“Well?” Pamela pressed. “What do you say?”
“The promise I made you was to look after you and protect you,” John said. He remembered every word clearly. “It doesn’t include selling my body to you.”
Pamela felt a hot flash of anger. She wanted to refute him, but couldn’t find a single angle.
When he had promised to favor her while she had yet to fully recover, he had never once slept with her. Forget about now.
“If there’s nothing else, I’ll have someone take you home,” John said.
His tone had stayed calm from beginning to end.
Pamela was furious. It was difficult for anyone to cope with one humiliation after another.
“Have them restore my access to this place,” she demanded. “If I have an emergency and need to find you, I can’t be left standing outside the gate. Don’t forget! You said you’d take care of me.”
“My wife has full authority of the estate now,” John replied slowly. “I have no authority to ask her to open it for you.”
“John Henderson!” Pamela snapped. She naturally knew he was doing it on purpose.
“This is getting too noisy,” Sierra said once their arguing finally calmed down a little. She turned to Grant. “Have her thrown
out.”
“Understood,” Grant answered.
Seeing John was still standing there perfectly fine, Sierra added, “Both of them.”
Grant looked at John on instinct.
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John started walking toward Sierra. “Sierra.”
She turned her eyes away from him and spoke to Grant instead. “If full control doesn’t include managing everyone else’s access, then take it back. I don’t need it.”
“Sir, why don’t you stay in a hotel tonight?” Grant offered, as sly as ever. “Today is Ms. Bell’s first day taking over the estate. I believe she should at least have a little sense of achievement from managing things.”
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