CEO’s Seduction Trap

Keith was at a loss for words.

Mason’s words had hit Keith right where it hurt. He had indeed thought that way. He believed Leila was being Mason’s mistress to repay debts.

With Mason’s words hanging in the air, the hospital room fell into an unprecedented silence.

After a while, Dasha’s voice broke the deadlock, “Leila, go check if Tessa got the wheelchair.”

“Okay,” Leila replied and headed towards the door.

Just as she reached the door, Tessa came in pushing the borrowed wheelchair. “Miss Patel, are you going out?”

Leila managed a strained smile, “No.”

Tessa observed the situation for a moment and sensed something was amiss. Without exchanging another word with Leila, she pushed the wheelchair inside. Arriving at Dasha’s bedside, she secured the wheelchair and said, “Didn’t the doctor tell you? You can’t get angry.”

“I’m not angry,” Dasha replied.

Tessa pretended to be displeased, “If you keep this up, even if you give me a raise next month, I won’t take care of you.”

Dasha couldn’t help but smile, “Alright, alright.”

“Where are you going? Do you need me to accompany you?”

Facing Tessa’s inquiry, Dasha didn’t hide anything, “To the civil registry.”

She added, “For a divorce.”

Tessa wasn’t aware of the details between Dasha and Keith, but she felt he was irresponsible. “It’s not far to the civil registry. I’ll come with you.”

Dasha didn’t refuse. “Okay.”

Seeing that everyone in the hospital room was eager for their divorce, Keith’s expression grew increasingly grim.

Dasha turned to Leila and said, “Leila, help me into the wheelchair.”

“Okay,” Leila said and was about to step forward when Mason had gone ahead of her to help Dasha.

Dasha looked up at him, a smile in her eyes. “Thank you.”

Half an hour later, they arrived at the civil registry. Once inside the lobby, Keith sternly addressed Dasha, “Have you thought this through? Once this marriage ends-”

Before Keith could finish, Dasha cut in coldly, “Let’s go. It’s our turn.”

The divorce proceedings went smoothly, except for a hiccup during the signing.

Keith didn’t want to sign.

Turning her head to look at him, Dasha’s anger was evident in her eyes.

Keith’s hand holding the pen remained still. “Dasha, after all these years together, are you really willing?”

Just as Dasha was about to explode, Mason’s voice, cold and low, sounded behind her. “Ryan.”

With Mason’s words, Ryan and a bodyguard approached from behind.

They stood on either side of Keith and restrained his hand that held the pen.

Realizing their intentions, Keith glared with reddened eyes. “You dare!!”

Facing Keith’s furious expression, Ryan chuckled casually. “Uncle, you’ve already started a new family outside. Why bother with this? At your age, do you really want to risk bigamy charges?”

Keith struggled against the hands restraining him, his face dark with anger. “I don’t need your help. I’ll sign myself.”

“Fine,” Ryan said, signaling to the bodyguard holding Keith.

Understanding the signal, the bodyguard stepped back.

Keith looked at the pen in his hand. After a few seconds, he reluctantly signed his name in the required place.

After signing, Keith turned to look at Dasha.

But Dasha didn’t look back. She had already instructed Tessa to push her away.

As they left the civil registry, Dasha let out a long sigh on the steps, looking up at the sky. “The weather’s nice today.”

Tessa understood she wasn’t talking about the weather and agreed, “From today onward, every day’s weather will be nice.”

On the way back to the hospital, Dasha stared out the car window for a moment, then turned to Mason and asked, “Who was that Ryan just now?”

Mason didn’t hide his seriousness. “Auntie, after what happened yesterday, both Leila and I were concerned, so we thought of having someone watch over you.”

Dasha understood immediately. “Okay.”

Mason added, “If you don’t like having too many people in the hospital room, we can ask them to wait in the hallway.”

Dasha smiled lightly. “It’s okay.”

She reached over and held Leila’s hand, giving it a pat. She whispered softly, “He cares a lot about you.”

“Yeah…”

When the car reached the hospital and they got out, Ryan and the bodyguard hurried over from another car to assist Dasha.

Dasha glanced at Ryan. “Do you have a girlfriend?”

Ryan, smooth-tongued, lied without hesitation, “Yes, been together for many years, our relationship is great.”

Dasha believed him. “Is that so?”

Ryan continued, “Whenever you have time, I’ll bring her over for you to meet.”

A few minutes later, they took the elevator back to the hospital room.

After settling Dasha, Leila was about to go downstairs to get something. Just as she and Mason stepped out of the room, they ran into the girl who had stopped her in front of the elevator yesterday.

Leila was briefly surprised when she saw her.

Then she remembered her name: Stefania?

Clearly, this girl had been waiting for her.

Leila spoke calmly, “What is it?”

Stefania clutched her clothes nervously and asked, “Miss Patel, have you forgiven my parents and my brother?”

Leila didn’t want to get entangled with her too much, so she spoke frankly, “It’s not about forgiveness or not. I just hope our families won’t have anything to do with each other in the future.”

Upon hearing Leila’s words, Stefania’s eyes instantly turned red.

After a moment, Stefania didn’t speak to Leila anymore. Instead, she turned to Mason. Like she had bowed deeply to Leila yesterday, she did the same to Mason.

Seeing this, Mason’s eyes deepened.

Stefania said softly, “Mr. Ramirez, I’m sorry for causing you so much trouble yesterday because of my brother. On behalf of my parents and my brother, I apologize to you.”

Mason hadn’t known who this girl was before, but her words made everything clear in an instant.

After Stefania finished speaking, she looked up at Mason.

Mason inwardly mocked her while maintaining a composed expression. “It’s okay.”

With that, Mason reached out, putting an arm around Leila’s shoulder and giving her a pat. “Weren’t we going to buy something?”

However, Leila couldn’t be sure of Mason’s thoughts. “Yeah.”

After a while, the two of them got on the elevator.

Stefania stood outside the elevator, watching the two until the doors closed. She took out her phone and sent a message: [If I get him. 500K, not a penny less.]

The reply came instantly: [Get him first, then we’ll talk.]

Stefania replied confidently: [I’ll definitely get it done.]

The other person responded: [We’ll wait and see.]

Inside the elevator, Mason’s hand around Leila’s shoulder didn’t loosen. When they exited, his hand shifted to her waist, and in a low voice, he asked, “Have you ever thought about bringing your mom to Neo City?”

Leila looked up, “Hmm?”

Mason chuckled softly, “Never thought about it?”

Leila hesitated, then answered truthfully, “I have.”

Mason continued, “Once Auntie’s surgery is done, you can start making plans.”

Mason’s straightforwardness left Leila unsure how to respond. She had thought about bringing Dasha to Neo City, but hadn’t considered involving Mason. She hadn’t before and still hadn’t now.

It was hard to say how far they could go together. Leila knew Mason was generous, but she didn’t want them to be too involved. She was already moved, afraid of falling too deep one day.

After Mason finished speaking and saw Leila’s silence, he had basically guessed her thoughts. “Leila.”

Leila responded, “Hmm?”

“You should learn how to use your boyfriend well,” he whispered in her ear. “If you don’t, someone else will.”Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Leila turned her head at his words, “You…”

Leila wanted to say: Did you notice that girl’s intentions just now? But before the words came out, she felt it might sound jealous, so she held back and didn’t say anything in the end.

Mason teased, “You wanted to talk about that girl just now?”

Leila didn’t respond, which he took as confirmation.

Mason lowered his voice deliberately, “Jealous?”