Trapped with a Lawyer novel Chapter 237

"Well, I'd like to let you in on a little secret about the key; I think you deserve it for making me so happy."

Ella narrowed her eyes but said nothing. Samuel clearly deserved the moniker 'lusty lawyer'.

Shame on you, Mr. Samuel. You've got really thick skin."

"Right here. Reach out, you'll feel it."

Samuel took her hand, and placed it coolly against his delicate cheek. Ella pinched it mischievously. "Your skin is so thick, " she tittered. "Even bullets wouldn't pierce it."

"Of course not. I can withstand anything, I'm thick-skinned." The lateness of the night poured in the window, bathing them head-to-toe in a wash of blackness. Ella and Samuel lay together like star-crossed birds of paradise, stroking each other's skin.

Ella rolled the diamond ring on her figure snugly. It was the second diamond ring Samuel had lavished on her, the first having disappeared.

But this time, Samuel did something he had never done before. He proposed. Ella could not help smiling because of Samuel's self-deprecating humor. "Oh stop it, so you know you have a thick skin, eh?"

Samuel planted a kiss lightly on her lips. "And for that, I can do whatever I want with you."

'Do whatever he wants with me?' Ella puzzled over the phrase, but soon understood. All he desired was to be with her, embrace her, kiss her, to enjoy the pleasure of her body.

"Samuel, you must have been a dedicated monk in your past life, who adhered to all the celibacy rules, because you are so horny now."

"Yeah, so you better take good care of me. Lemme get the opportunity to do what was forbidden in my past life."

What he meant couldn't be clearer. "Let's not talk about it anymore." She demurred, and rolled her eyes. "What's the secret of the key?"

Despite all their talking, she hadn't learned anything. Was the key just an adornment?

While Ella mulled it over, Samuel began with a faint tremor in his voice. "In the SL bank, there is a safe. My real estate, deeds, and important documents, are all in there. That key, the very key I gave to you, is the only one that exists for that safe. Now you know my secret, so I'm depending on you to guard it with your life."

Why was Samuel doing all this? He had already transferred all his cards to Ella, now this? Once he knew Ella understood, his taut face relaxed.

"W-what?" This could not be. Did he say all his property?

Samuel held Ella tightly in his arms and smiled. "I mean, you are my boss from now on. All my property belongs to you. Now you can buy whatever you so desire. You can even squander all of it."

Then, it occurred to Samuel that they should have a child as soon as possible. His imagination ran wild with ideas of a luxury life for their cute daughter.

It was beyond the scope of his concern to worry about whether their daughter would grow up spoilt. If no one wanted to marry her because of her moneyed pride and superciliousness then so be it, she could continue to live with Samuel and Ella. It didn't bother him one bit.

"Samuel, did anything happen to your company? Or...to you?" Ever since Ella had gotten back from her business trip, Samuel had been over the moon, giddy, and placatory. Proposal, then properties.

Nevertheless, Ella's imagination ran apace also of a truly luxurious life. After all, Samuel was in third place on the Chinese rich list. But that should have put more pressure on her to keep all his property, no?

For that, she would have to leave the entertainment industry immediately. And of course, she would carry with her the key to the treasure wherever she went.

"Stop thinking about nonsense. Everything's fine, my career, my company. When Jerry grows up, I'll teach him everything I know, and then I can resign and live with you in some idyllic land. Doesn't that sound charming?" If they lived in a land of fabled beauty, where there were no other people, they could live far away from all social conflicts and pressures of their lives, in peace. It was such a wonderful plan!

"You're thinking too far in the future. Maybe Jerry doesn't want to be a lawyer." Ella's attention was attracted to Jerry immediately. She forgot about the whole key thing altogether.

Jerry and Samuel didn't get along with each other. If Samuel asked Jerry to be a lawyer, Jerry's instinctual response would be to rebel and plug his ears and sing the la-la-la I-can't-hear-you song.

But maybe if Samuel didn't tell Jerry of his intention, he might just choose to be a lawyer anyway. Ella nursed a belief that Jerry would not shirk his family background and the interpersonal network Samuel had established.

"It depends on him. If he really doesn't want to be a lawyer, we can have another son, and leave Jerry to his own devices." Samuel said this indifferently, as if he was going to abandon another's pet snail.