In front of others, Eric was always mysterious and cold, yet he had a hidden side that no one knew.
Ella’s heart was inexplicably filled with happiness and joy. "Do you really miss me? How do you miss me?"
"How... by thinking about how you looked last night, your red lips, your warmth, your legs, your abandon..."
"No... stop talking!" Ella blushed, quickly interrupting him.
She truly couldn’t remember anything from last night!
Eric laughed indulgently on the other end, "Baby, I can almost see you undressing right now!"
Ella was almost going crazy. How could he be getting more and more suggestive with every sentence?
She stammered, "Eric... you... can you please stop? I really don’t remember anything from last night! Please don’t bring it up again!"
"What do you mean bring it up? Those were intimate moments, weren’t they? What’s wrong with revisiting them? It can strengthen our bond!"
Ella’s face was covered in cold sweat."Stop talking about it!"
"Remember to have your ID ready and wait for me at your door on Monday. Otherwise, I’ll harass you with calls all night!"
Eric’s tone carried a hint of playful threat.
"I understand. Can I hang up now?"
"Ella, it sounds like you don’t want to talk to me?"
"No, no, it’s just that... I’m really tired, and I need to rest well for Monday..."
"Ready for another round on Monday? My little darling, you really care about me. Go ahead and hang up then, bye-bye!" His evil laughter made Ella’s scalp tingle.
This pervert! No matter what she said, he always took it in that direction!
She hung up the phone, feeling a bit frustrated, but the frustration quickly gave way to happiness. She lay down and fell asleep quickly, without any dreams!
In the past, Ella often suffered from insomnia, sometimes not falling asleep until one or two in the morning.
Or she would be plagued by nightmares, seeing Brandon and Hannah together, or reliving the moment she fell into the ocean.
Sometimes, she dreamt of Brianna attacking a woman with a knife—the woman being Ella’s mother!
Those nightmares used to torment her every few nights.
But talking to Eric seemed to have a surprisingly good effect on her insomnia...
At the Walker household.
"You ungrateful son! Look at what you’ve done to Walker Group! Our travel company is about to be swallowed up by Eric. You’re killing me!"
A stack of photos was thrown heavily at William’s head, pictures of him spending the night with several women.
The photos depicted all sorts of misconduct and indecency.
If these photos were made public, Walker Group would undoubtedly take a huge hit!
After all, William was the future heir of Walker Group, while Thomas Walker was his illegitimate cousin. Everyone acknowledged William, not Thomas.
Old Mr. Walker was trembling with rage. Having had a son in his old age, Mrs. Walker doted on him excessively.
But in the end, this excessive pampering had produced a rebellious son!
Even his illegitimate cousin Thomas was smarter and more self-disciplined.
However, due to Eric’s threats, Thomas had no choice but to transfer his shares to Eric.
Yet, everyone directed their anger at William, because the compromising photos Eric used to blackmail Thomas involved William and several women.
"Dad, I really don’t know what happened..." William muttered, looking down. He had almost messed with Eric’s woman the other night. If his father knew about that, it would surely kill him.
"You don’t know what happened? You better go apologize to Mr. Nelson immediately and beg for his mercy. Do you think I wouldn’t find out about what happened on the Dream Cruise?" Old Mr. Walker was so furious that his beard seemed to catch fire. He slapped his son hard.
William knelt there, barely daring to breathe. Despite being doted on at home, he was still most afraid of Old Mr. Walker.
"Alright, alright, you’ve scolded and hit him enough. William, get up!" Mrs. Walker, worried about her son, hurriedly pulled him aside to prevent Old Mr. Walker from hitting him again.
Old Mr. Walker rolled his eyes and roared, "Aren’t you going to find Mr. Nelson yet? If we don’t stop him, he might really take over our Opulent Journeys!"
Opulent Journeys was part of Walker Group and earned substantial profits annually.
No matter what, Old Mr. Walker did not want Opulent Journeys to be acquired by Eric. However, in recent months, Opulent Journeys had been marred by scandals, and with William’s photos in Eric’s hands, if they were made public...
"Dad, he promised my cousin he wouldn’t release the photos!"
William said reluctantly. He didn’t want to face Eric because the man’s intimidating gaze also scared him.
"Idiot! Even if he doesn’t release the photos, do you think he has no other means? Get out and don’t come back until you’ve seen Mr. Nelson!"
Old Mr. Walker, with his old age and bad temper, wasn’t about to humble himself before Eric.
So, the only one to turn to was his son William.
Kicked out of the villa with only a wallet containing a thousand bucks, William drove furiously, his chest burning with anger, but he couldn’t vent it on Eric.
His phone rang. It was Mr. Taylor, one of his usual drinking buddies.
"Hey Walker, where are you? We’re drinking at Gilded Mirage. Come join us."
"Shit, I’m so pissed off right now! Got any new girls there?"
William had no intention of meeting Eric. He couldn’t forget the humiliation of kneeling before him on the cruise, genuinely terrified by his murderous aura.
No way he was going to put himself in that position again.
"Yeah, we’ve got some fresh faces, really hot ones!"
Mr. Taylor laughed, and William immediately decided to head to Gilded Mirage, a nightclub under Walker Group.
Although it was only 8 PM, Gilded Mirage was already packed. The 18th floor, known as the Supreme Floor, was reserved for the elite.
Fifteen minutes later, William arrived at their usual private room.
Inside, four men and six women were wildly dancing, shouting and laughing amidst the blaring rock music.
As soon as they saw William, everyone stopped and greeted him.
"Walker, haven’t seen you in days. You look younger!" A woman in a sexy strap dress flirtatiously clung to him.
She was Lucy, a popular dancer at the nightclub, and Mr. Taylor’s current favorite.
Mr. Taylor snorted, pulling her back to sit on his lap. "Walker already has a target. Don’t cling to him. William, there’s some new girls in the room across. They’re not employees here, so you might want to check them out."
William, already irritated, was tired of Lucy and her fellow dancers. He scoffed, "I’ll go check them out. I don’t believe there’s a girl out there who doesn’t love money!"
Except for that wildcat last night! The thought of Ella made William’s heart itch, but she was off-limits.
Little did he know, this time, he was walking right into trouble!