CEO’s Seduction Trap

Leila still didn’t say anything, thinking he must be delirious from the fever.

After saying these two sentences, Mason seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He released Leila and fell back onto the bed.

Leila glanced at him and then got up, heading downstairs to continue preparing water and medicine.

This time, Leila didn’t get close to Mason again. Instead, she grabbed a straw from the fridge and placed it in the glass.

Perhaps out of survival instinct, Mason bit down on the straw when it approached his lips.

Watching Mason drink most of the medicine, Leila put the water glass back on the bedside table.

Leila stared at Mason for a while, making sure he wouldn’t have another outburst or any accidents. Then, she got up and walked towards the door, sending a message to Daniel as she went.

[Mr. Daniel, Mr. Ramirez has taken his medicine. I’m heading back now.]

Daniel responded immediately this time, [Miss Patel, could you please help take care of Mr. Ramirez for the night?]

Looking at Daniel’s message, Leila hesitated for a moment.

Daniel sent another message right after, [Miss Patel, I’m sorry to trouble you. I have some urgent matters to attend to.]

Perhaps sensing Leila’s reluctance to respond, Daniel’s third message left her no way out, “Miss Patel, thank you. Please get some rest. Good night.”

Leila: …

Mason’s mansion was large, but Leila didn’t dare to enter any of the guest rooms to rest. Instead, she ended up sleeping on the sofa in the living room.

Perhaps due to the change of environment, Leila couldn’t fall asleep no matter how hard she tried. Eventually, she took out her phone and sent a message to Shirley: [What are you up to?]

At 3 a. m., Shirley replied instantly: [Being paparazzi. Helping a colleague spy on her boyfriend.]

Leila: [Sounds exciting?]

Shirley: [We went to a restaurant tonight, and she saw a guy feeding another girl and wiping her mouth. She said, ‘I wish my boyfriend was like that.’ Can you guess what happened next? When we got closer, it turned out to be her boyfriend!!]

Leila: […]

Shirley: [Guess who I’m stalking?]

Leila: [Just say it.]

Shirley: [Caleb, Mason’s childhood friend.]

After a pause, Leila replied to Shirley: [I’m currently lying on the sofa in Mason’s living room.]

Leila intended to share her experience of the night with Shirley, but Shirley’s response was unexpected: [Living room sofa?? Are you guys so crazy??]

Leila didn’t want to chat with Shirley anymore, not even half a sentence.

She didn’t sleep soundly that night. When she woke up, she saw Mason sitting on the sofa opposite her, scrolling through his phone.

Leila was startled for a moment before quickly getting up, “Mr. Ramirez.”

Mason glanced at her, “Awake? I called you last night?”

Leila told the truth, “Yes.”

Mason said, “I was supposed to call Daniel.”

Leila nodded, “I know, you called for Daniel when you called me.”

Then, Leila suddenly noticed the phone in Mason’s hand… It was her phone!!

Just as Leila was about to say something, Mason placed her phone on the coffee table, “Who’s the one sending you threatening messages?”

Leila was stunned for a few seconds, then she lowered her head. On the screen of her phone was a message from an unknown sender: “You think blocking me will make everything okay? Leila, you’re asking for trouble.”

Seeing her silent, Mason tapped the screen twice, “Do you know who it is?”

Leila looked up and met Mason’s gaze, unable to fathom his thoughts. She replied truthfully, “I don’t know who it is, but this person sent me a message from another number yesterday, and I blocked them.”

“You encounter something like this and you don’t think to call the police? Does blocking them work?”

Mason was dressed in a blue robe, appearing relaxed yet exuding a strong presence.

Leila fell silent for a moment. “Mr. Ramirez, for someone like you, when faced with threats, you only need to consider two options: either call the police or have someone deal with the other party. But for ordinary people like me, when confronted with threats, the first thing to consider is weighing the pros and cons.”

Since yesterday, Leila had come to terms with many things. If she couldn’t avoid or escape from Mason, then she would just deal with him calmly.

Mason seemed somewhat displeased at Leila’s words.

Leila reached out to put her phone away. “They say life is more important than money, but for people in the lower strata of society, the two are incomparable.”

Mason’s voice was deep as he stared at her. “Are you saying that money is more important than safety?”

After about a minute, Mason picked up his phone and made a call. “Help me look up someone,” he said before walking out the door.

Mason was on the phone for over ten minutes. During that time, a maid came over to ask her what she wanted for breakfast.

She politely declined, “No thanks, I’ll eat later.”

The maid, a woman in her fifties, smiled kindly. “Have something to eat. Otherwise, Mason won’t be happy.”

Leila felt awkward. “I’m not a picky eater.”

“Alright, I’ll prepare something.”

When Mason returned, he asked, “Do you have the contract?”

Leila knew which contract Mason was referring to. She replied, “No, the contract is at the company.”

Mason nodded. “I’ll ride with you later. We’ll first go to Nova Group to pick up the contract, then to The Ramirez Group to sign it.”

Leila dared not be careless about business matters. “Okay, Mr. Ramirez.”

“Wait for me, I’ll go change clothes.”

Mason headed upstairs, and Leila couldn’t help but glance at him a few more times. She couldn’t tell if Mason had an exceptionally good physical condition or if the medicine from last night worked wonders because he didn’t show any signs of illness now.

Just as she was thinking about this, Mason stopped and turned back. “Leila.”

Leila instinctively responded, “Yes?”

Mason frowned. “Did I do anything to you last night?”

Leila froze for a second. She tried to maintain her composure, but her face and ears betrayed her by turning red. “No.”

Seeing Leila’s expression, Mason seemed to have guessed that she was lying. He didn’t say anything and turned to go upstairs.

Leila sighed…

During breakfast, Leila noticed several dishes from Yort City on the table. Leila ended up having a few extra bites.

The maid, Esther, couldn’t contain her smile as she watched Leila.

After breakfast, Mason instructed Leila to drive while he had another glass of milk.

Once Leila left, Mason glanced at Esther standing by the table. “Esther, you’re being too obvious.”Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Having cared for Mason for many years, Esther wasn’t afraid to speak her mind. “She looks prettier than when she was in school.”