Overflowing Hidden Feelings: This CEO Is Hard to Please!
Chapter 307 - 307 Murderous Intentions Arise 3

Chapter 307: Murderous Intentions Arise 3 Chapter 307: Murderous Intentions Arise 3 The meal that followed was tasteless to Terry Garcia; his mind was flooded with infinite daydreams elicited by a woman named Lynda Collins who sat before him.

“Mr. Garcia, this steak is really good, you should try it!” Lynda said.

As Terry tasted it, he kept repeating, “Hmm, delicious! Hmm, delicious!”

“Have another bite of this dessert, does it sweeten your heart?”

“Yes, indeed. The sweetness is not just in my heart but also deep into my bones!” Terry’s body involuntarily jerked.

Under the table, Lynda did not restrain herself but behaved even more uninhibited.

Terry pretended to elegantly put down his knife and fork, gazing at her affectionately while provocatively asking, “I wonder if Miss Collins has enjoyed her meal?”

“And if I have, what then? What if I haven’t?”

“If you have, then we can find a place to discuss some private affairs. If not, we can go on to another place to continue the feast!” Terry laughed suggestively.

Lynda just smiled and said nothing. But Terry didn’t have the patience to continue the game like this, a certain part of him was about to explode.

He suddenly stood up, pulled Lynda with him, and quickly left the restaurant.

After a bit of a detour, they entered an elevator and headed straight for a room they had previously booked.

“You little vixen! You really know how to grind a man down, now it’s my turn!” With a forceful move, Terry pressed her under him, tearing at her clothes, pulling at her underwear…

Soon, various moans and heavy breaths echoed throughout the room…

Afterward, both of them collapsed onto the bed.

Just as Terry was about to discuss something with her, his phone rang. Seeing the incoming call, he slapped Lynda’s exposed buttocks, then took his phone directly into the bathroom.

“General Garcia, everything has been confirmed,” his special assistant said from the other end of the line.

With a short response, Garcia said, “Speak!”

Hearing the information relayed from the phone, Terry’s brows furrowed and then relaxed. In the end, he hung up the phone with a barely discernible smirk.

Seeing Terry walk over, Lynda couldn’t resist teasing him, “Is that your wife or your mistress calling?”

Terry who was in a clearly good mood asked back, “What difference would it make if it was my wife calling? What if it was my mistress?”

Stretching her long legs, Lynda circled his waist with one foot and seductively smiled, “If it’s your mistress calling, you’d whisper; if it’s your wife, you’d shout out loud!”

“Come on, let me hear you shout!”

“In your dreams!” Lynda turned over again.

Terry seized the opportunity to pounce on her, pressing her under him, touching her smooth youthful skin, and couldn’t help but sigh: Youth really has so many advantages!

“Mr. Garcia, why have you summoned me here?” Lynda wrapped herself around him, facing him up close.

Terry was just about to discuss this with her, so her question was perfect timing, and he replied directly: “I want to cooperate with you on something, are you interested?”

“You handle big businesses, I’m just an ordinary office girl, the only possible intersection in our lives for us to work together that I can think of is me being your mistress.” Lynda was quite straightforward with certain matters, which made her very decisive. “Why don’t you just tell me directly what it is we’re going to collaborate on?!”

“You help me with something, and I’ll give you four million,” Terry said straight-up.