Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

In an instant, Patty was extremely disappointed in the heart.

She had come to ask the Denmark family for help, but she had never expected that she would offend Lady Heather Denmark, the apple of the Denmark family's eye!

Now that she had offended both Alexander and the Denmark family, it was likely that even God couldn't help her!

After all, Patty had experienced lots of things. Soon her face changed, and she headed for her car in a hurry, ready to leave.

"Patty!" Malcolm shouted and rushed after him.

He was scared that he had offended Alexander, and the only one who could protect him was Patty.

"Don't follow me anymore!" Patty said angrily, "Malcolm, we're over! I am telling you directly, I have already planned to leave the imperial capital for the remote West City. However, for the sake of the fact that you and I had been a couple for a period of time, I advise you not to be so greedy and to return to your hometown as soon as possible!"

In a flash, Malcolm was filled with anger. Go back to his hometown? He had walked out of his poor hometown with great difficulty. Nevertheless, he was determined to become a rich or nobleman at any cost.

Malcolm ran after her unwillingly. "Patty..."

Patty didn't care about him at all. She got in the car and directly left.

Malcolm's face turned livid in anger. It had never occurred to him that Patty was serious. She actually dumped him like that!

"Fuck!" As Patty's car drove away, Malcolm couldn't help swearing at her, "What the hell? What a trifle! You just offended Alexander Christopher. Why are you so scared!" Just then, a car stopped nearby, and a young man got out. Hearing the name 'Alexander Christopher,' he suddenly stopped.

"Do you have a grudge against Alexander?" asked the young man.

Malcolm frowned. He turned his head around. It was a man he had never seen before, but he was all dressed in designer clothes. He looked like a rich man.

"Who are you?" asked Malcolm warily.

"I'm Alexander's brother, Allen Christopher." There was a touch of disdain in his eyes as he said, "I don't have a good relationship with him, but you just need to know that I'm the most legitimate heir and favorite son of the Christopher family, so if you've offended Alexander, I can protect you."

Alexander had been keeping a low profile, so no one knew anything about his family. But, hearing Allen's words, Malcolm believed him.

Malcolm was happy and hastily fawned on him. "Master Alexander..."

"How did you and Alexander become enemies?" Allen asked.

"He stole my girlfriend!" Malcolm snapped.

He seemed to have completely forgotten that Heather had never promised to be his girlfriend. It was all in his own imagination.

Then he made up a story about a gold digger who didn't want to be with a poor boyfriend and went away with a rich man, trying hard to slander Heather.

"Are you sure Alexander Christopher likes such a woman?" asked Allen, somewhat surprised.

"You bet!" Malcolm said angrily, "Heather Denmark hooked up with Alexander Christopher with her pretty face."

Allen's eyes flashed with disdain and coldness.

***

In the garden, Heather looked at Alexander with embarrassment.

She had decided not to quarrel with him over the past, but since she had fought with him not long ago, she didn't know what to say now.

"Heather," Alexander said with a soft sigh, "I don't want you to know how we met because it was a really bad memory. However, if you want to know..."

Heather's soft fingers suddenly covered his lips.

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

"Alexander, I don't want to know," she said with a sweet smile. She could feel that Alexander really liked her. As for the past, let bygones be bygones. Moreover, she didn't remember anything about it anyway.

Alexander was moved. "My dear Heather…."

He put his arm around her waist and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

There was a smile in her eyes as she responded to his kiss.

Under the moonlit night, the two of them passionately kissed; all the other people had long left.

After quite a long time, he let go of her, and she leaned shyly on his chest, panting.

A cool wind came, and she couldn't help sneezing. "Ah-choo!"

He frowned slightly and directly took off his suit jacket and put it on her body..

"I'll get you a coat," he whispered. "But... I didn't bring my coat when I came," she said with a little embarrassment.

She had been absent-minded when she had left the villa today.

"That's all right, I've brought one for you," he said with a smile.

"Oh?" She looked at him in surprise. Why did Alexander think of everything for her?

"You wait here, and I'll get it for you," he whispered.

She nodded obediently. "Mmm."

Watching him leave, she felt sweet in her heart.

Allen, who was hiding in the dark, looked at Heather with sullen eyes.

So this was the woman Alexander liked.. Sure enough, she was pretty. No wonder Alexander lost his head over her. However, Allen had plenty of ways to deal with this kind of gold-digger.

Noticing that he had a chance to meet Heather, Allen stepped out.

Looking worried, he came near Heather and looked around. "Strange. Where did it go?" Heather was amazed. This was a strange man! What's more, he was dressed in some brand of clothes, his whole body seemed to show that he was very rich, and he exuded a kind of nouveau riche aura.

Heather's lips twitched. Her friends who had been invited to the party tonight were usually dressed in advanced custom-made clothes. But, judging from his clothes, she was sure that he wasn't a guest that had been invited.

She was really depressed. Wasn't it a party for her and her best friends? Hadn't Carol closed the club for outsiders tonight? How did so many strangers sneak in?

"What are you looking for, Sir?" asked Heather, frowning slightly.

"Well," said Allen, looking up with a worried face. "I was sitting here for a while, but then I lost my phone. I have some important business calls at night, so now I'm in a hurry to find them... By the way, Miss, could you please dial. my number with your phone so that I can hear it and find it?"

Heather's eyes were slightly deep. It had to be said that this was a clever way to get her phone number. She reached into the pocket of the suit jacket and reached for Alexander's phone.

"Good," she said and directly took out Alexander's phone with a half-smile.