Chapter 219: Chapter 219

"You’re a little late today," Jon said, clicking his tongue irritably. "Just because I’m about to fire you doesn’t mean you can act like a slob. Remember that your last salary is in my hand, so this will be your last warning, understand?"

Olga nodded obediently, as always.

She was a little late today because she spent the whole night googling through all of the best plastic surgeons in America since this would be the biggest decision she ever made in her life.

On top of that, she was also busy studying Jon’s schedule and his mansion’s layout.

Despite spending most of her time in his mansion, she didn’t pay enough attention to everything since it was huge, and there were a few other CCTVs around the house, though they were rarely checked because the security guard outside spent most of his time playing mobile games.

Jon turned around and returned to his home gym. He had been exercising a lot, preparing himself for the big day to seduce Madeline Rose.

Thus, Olga wandered the important areas around the house with a bag full of taping devices and hidden cameras. All she needed to do was put them in a strategic position and retrieve them before the next week because the cleaner would come once per week.

Olga made sure that she was out of the CCTV range when placing all the hidden cameras and taping devices. She put them in spots that were hard to notice. After she was done putting everything together, she heard her boss calling her from the first floor.

"Olga! Come here!"

"Coming!"

Olga rushed downstairs and stood in front of Jon. The man was sweaty all over, and his chest heaved after his workout.

If Olga didn’t know any better, she would’ve drooled over this man’s appearance because Jon was still handsome and youthful, even in his thirties.

But Olga felt nothing but indifference towards this man before. All she could see was a pile of money she would get from working with Madeline. She also couldn’t wait to get revenge, whatever Madeline planned.

"Go and wait outside. Mrs. Currie will come to the house today. She said she would give us something to help with our plan," Jon instructed. "I’m going to take a shower first."

"Yes, Sir."

Olga waited outside while Jon prepared himself for the esteemed guest’s arrival. Olga stood for at least an hour before Angel walked behind the security guard, who led her into the mansion.

She had this terrible air around her as if she could swallow anyone whole and spit them out in bones.

When Angel darted her eyes at her, Olga got nervous, but she tried to maintain her amicable smile and said, "Welcome, Mrs. Currie. My boss has been waiting for you inside."

"Don’t smile at me. I’m in a bad mood," Angel reprimanded Olga immediately. "Seeing an ugly woman’s smile ruined my mood even more."

Olga’s lips flattened instantly. She nodded and opened the door for Angel, "This way, Ma’am."

Angel followed Olga from behind. She looked around the mansion and nodded in approval.

Angel had always expected Madeline Rose to be a filthy gold digger. After all, a desperate woman like Madeline would’ve opened her legs wide as long as a man had money.

So, looking around the mansion, Angel realized that Jon was rich enough to entice her when she was younger and definitely was still more than enough to entice her to cheat.

All she needed was for Madeline to kiss Jon once, and her relationship with Lance would crumble in a second.

Olga escorted her to Jon’s home office.

Jon rarely used this office space because he spent most of his time going out to interviews, movies, or TV gigs. Even in his free time, Jon spent it working out to keep his muscles strong and firm as he aged.

But this was a special guest, and a special guest deserved to sit in the special office that Jon barely used.

"Welcome, Mrs. Currie," Jon warmly greeted Angel as they entered the office. He was wearing a casual shirt with brown trousers, which made him look more mature than usual in a good way.

"Your mansion is stunning," Angel commented nonchalantly before sitting on the sofa.

"Thank you, I designed it," Jon said with a smug grin, conveniently omitting the fact that it was mostly designed by Vivian. But since that bitch was out of his life, he could safely take all the credit.

Jon sat facing Angel and asked, "So, what do you want to discuss? I heard that you’ve got something that’ll help the mission."

"I do." Angel took out a small bottle of unlabeled pills inside her bag and put it on the table. "This is an aphrodisiac. It’s illegal for an obvious reason and has a strong effect that would make anyone—man or woman—fall on their knees and squirm like an idiot. It’s a potent drug that would make Madeline Rose beg for you to fuck her senseless."

"And I want you to use it on her when the time comes," Angel said.

"Use it?" Jon picked up the medicine. He stared at it with a doubtful expression, unsure if this was the right thing to do. "Do I really need this to seduce her?"

"You probably don’t need it. Madeline is a cheap bitch. She will give her body to you no matter what anyway," Angel said. "But this aphrodisiac is a plan B. In case she doesn’t want you anymore, you can just drug her somehow with this and fuck her. Don’t worry, I will set up all the cameras in her private room during the fashion show, and once you do it with her, I will send it to my fiance and his stupid little brother, then they’ll kick that bitch out of the family immediately."

"I see..." Jon nodded. He glanced at Angel and asked, "But how can I be sure this thing will work? It’ll be a disaster if it fails miserably during the mission, right?"

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