After Prison I Rushed into Marriage with a Comatose Tycoon-Chapter 48: Eliza Sutton Sure Is Seductive

"President Lockwood, I wanted to discuss the new promotion plan for this year..." Brenda Preston’s voice suddenly cut off.

She stared blankly at the scene, completely stunned.

Erik Irvine, who followed her in, also froze.

He cleared his throat. "Manager Preston, I told you the president was busy. We should go now."

When Brenda Preston didn’t move, he simply grabbed her by the sleeve and pulled her out.

Seeing Brenda Preston’s devastated expression, Erik Irvine couldn’t help but feel a bit of sympathy. He tried to persuade her gently, "Manager Preston, the president is already married. It seems he and the Mistress have a very solid relationship right now. As his subordinates, we should at least offer our congratulations, don’t you think?"

Erik Irvine said a few more words, but when Brenda Preston continued to ignore him, he sighed and left.

Brenda Preston stood outside the office for a long time, so long that her legs began to ache before she finally snapped out of it.

She thought about Erik Irvine’s words and denied them, one by one.

’He’s wrong.’

’Eliza Sutton only managed to marry Shane because she got ridiculously lucky, fortunate enough to be a good luck charm for him.’

’As for having a "solid relationship," that’s even more ridiculous. What kind of person is Shane? How could he possibly fall for Eliza Sutton? A solid relationship is a joke.’

’What just happened was definitely that shameless Eliza seducing him!’

’Yes!’

’That has to be it!’

’That bitch, Eliza Sutton!’

’I will absolutely not let her get away with this!’

Inside the office.

The sudden intrusion startled Eliza Sutton, who reflexively shoved the wheelchair, sending Shane Lockwood rolling far away from her.

The back of the wheelchair slammed heavily into the filing cabinet against the wall.

If Shane Lockwood hadn’t grabbed the armrests in time, the powerful shove would have sent him crashing to the floor.

The filing cabinet took a huge impact, and the files inside tumbled out, clattering down and instantly making a mess.

Shane Lockwood’s face darkened instantly. "Eliza Sutton!"

Eliza Sutton said, "...An accident. It was an accident, you know."

She hurried over and brushed the files off Shane Lockwood. "Let me bandage it. It’ll be quick."

This time, it went smoothly. She was indeed finished bandaging it very quickly.

Shane Lockwood’s expression softened a little.

Eliza Sutton let out a sigh of relief. "If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going now."

As she spoke, Eliza Sutton was already eager to leave.

"Come back."

Shane Lockwood called her back, jerking his chin. "Put my pants back on."

"Aren’t you afraid I’ll take the opportunity to do something else?" Eliza Sutton said, her gaze sweeping over the lower half of Shane Lockwood’s body.

Shane Lockwood was speechless. "..."

Shane Lockwood gave a bloodthirsty smile. "It seems I’ve been too lenient with you, haven’t I!"

Eliza Sutton’s expression immediately turned serious. "I’ll put your pants on for you right now. I guarantee I won’t even touch a single one of your fingernails."

Eliza Sutton took the pants and dutifully put them on Shane Lockwood. As much as she drooled over his good looks, she didn’t dare sneak another glance.

Shane Lockwood stared at Eliza Sutton’s hastily retreating figure. His mind replayed the feeling of her pretty face brushing against his as she knelt between his legs. His eyes darkened, his Adam’s apple bobbed, and his breathing grew strained.

’This Eliza Sutton really knows how to seduce a man!’

After closing the office door, Eliza Sutton leaned her back against the cool wood, taking several deep breaths.

Like every other woman in the world, she appreciated a handsome man, but aside from that one night, her practical experience was zero.

Such a sudden, intense situation was a little too much for her to handle.

"Mistress."

The sudden voice made Eliza Sutton jump.

Erik Irvine was very apologetic. "My apologies, Mistress. I didn’t mean to startle you."

"It’s all right." Eliza Sutton looked at Erik Irvine and said, "Did you need me for something?"

"I wanted to apologize for what happened just now. I’m very sorry I couldn’t stop Manager Preston, which led to her interrupting you and President Lockwood’s... private moment." Erik Irvine was especially apologetic.

"...You didn’t interrupt any private moment." ’I was just putting medicine on Shane Lockwood’s leg. It couldn’t have been more innocent. What kind of ’private moment’ is that?’

Erik Irvine gave Eliza Sutton a look that said, ’I understand.’

Eliza Sutton said, "...Really, it was nothing..."

"Mistress, there’s no need to explain."

’Forget it.’

Eliza Sutton decided to drop the useless argument and changed the subject. "What happened with Mr. Lockwood today? The change of clothes, and that smell of coffee."

"I didn’t expect President Lockwood to tell you about that." Erik Irvine looked even more guilty. "A little while ago, a new girl started in the secretarial pool. She’s admired the president for a long time, and she probably heard from someone that deliberately dirtying President Lockwood’s clothes would get him to notice her. So, she did something stupid while delivering coffee."

Eliza Sutton said, "...So the entire cup of coffee was spilled on Shane Lockwood?"

"Yes..."

"And the coffee was freshly brewed and scalding hot, wasn’t it."

Erik Irvine was speechless. "..."

’I actually hadn’t noticed that before. I’ve been so derelict in my duty.’

Erik Irvine immediately asked, "How is President Lockwood? Is he seriously hurt?"

"Nothing major, just a few large blisters from the burn," Eliza Sutton couldn’t help but say. "You should add a new rule to the training from now on: no one is allowed to bring Shane Lockwood hot coffee."

’What if next time, the spill isn’t so lucky? If it doesn’t land off to the side, but right between his legs, Shane Lockwood might go from being President Lockwood to Eunuch Lockwood.’

Erik Irvine nodded solemnly and hurried away.

Just then, the bell signaling the end of the workday rang.

So, Eliza Sutton returned to the design department to pack her things.

When she arrived at her office, Brenda Preston was glaring at her with icy eyes. "Eliza Sutton, don’t get cocky. I won’t lose to you. Shane will be mine!"

"Oh." Eliza Sutton thought for a moment, felt that was too perfunctory, and added, "Good luck with that."

"Eliza Sutton, you just wait!" Brenda Preston stormed off in a huff.

Eliza Sutton was a bit baffled. ’My attitude was so nice, why is Brenda Preston still so angry?’

Eliza Sutton couldn’t figure it out, so she decided not to think about it anymore. She grabbed her handbag and had just walked out when she received a call from Eva Monroe.

Eva Monroe invited her to go drinking at Nocturne.

As soon as Eliza Sutton arrived, she saw Eva Monroe getting out of a Ferrari.

Eliza Sutton walked over, looking at Eva Monroe in surprise. "Well, look at you. Moving up in the world, driving a luxury car."

"My dad gave it to me."

Eliza Sutton was even more surprised. Eva Monroe’s father wasn’t terrible to his daughter, but he lived by a strict creed: sons are treasures, daughters are weeds. You couldn’t spend too much money on a daughter, because any money spent was the son’s property, and wasting it would be ruining the root of the Monroe family.

Therefore, even though Eva Monroe was the eldest daughter of the Monroe Family, she actually lived quite frugally, not much better off than Eliza, whose own mother had passed away and whose father had remarried.

But now, Mr. Monroe had actually bought Eva Monroe a sports car.

"I have you to thank for this. If I hadn’t gone to Si with you last time and met General Manager Saul Reynolds, who then gave me a lifetime VIP black card for Si, my dad never would have thought I was a rare commodity that could be sold for a good price. I wouldn’t be getting this kind of treatment otherwise."

Eva Monroe said it jokingly, but her tone was filled with sarcasm.