CEO’s Seduction Trap

“This woman is nothing but trouble.”

Mrs. Brooks was definitely a skilled actress.

As the crowd began to gossip about Leila, Shirley stepped forward angrily.

“Are you all insane? You…”

But Shirley’s rant was interrupted by someone in the crowd.

“Young lady, you’ll be old someday too. Is it right to speak to an elderly person like this?”

The speaker was a man in his thirties. After speaking, he cast a disdainful glance at Shirley.

Shirley was livid and rolled up her sleeves, ready to confront the man, but Leila stopped her. Others in the crowd chimed in.

“Everyone will grow old someday. Bullying an old person like this seems a bit too much.”

“Like attracts like, birds of a feather flock together. Just now that girl attacked the elderly person, now she wants to attack the bystanders who can’t stand it anymore.”

The onlookers continued to comment one after another.

Shirley looked at the people and was so enraged that she tried to push Leila away.

“Let me through.”

“Not worth it,” Leila said calmly.

Leila then looked down at Mrs. Brooks, who was sitting on the ground, and spoke in a cold tone, “You just said I caused your son to lose his job, right?”

Mrs. Brooks nodded, “Yes, it was you who caused my son to lose his job.”

Leila nodded in response. “Since you want to make a big deal out of this, I won’t stop you. After all, it’s not my loss.”

With that, Leila looked at the group of people surrounding them. “Would you mind calling the police? So this elderly lady won’t be bullied”

At Leila’s request, someone immediately pulled out their phone to call the police.

Mrs. Brooks froze.

Seeing this, Leila spoke softly, “Before the police arrive, let’s continue our conversation from earlier.”

Mrs. Brooks glared at her. “There’s nothing more to talk about, jinx.”

“You just said it was me who caused your son Hunter to lose his job, but didn’t he lose it because he slept with his boss’s wife?”

“You’re talking nonsense.”

“Whether I’m talking nonsense, you know better than anyone. And you also accused me of cheating on Hunter. Mrs. Brooks, last week when you were at my place, I made it clear to you. Hunter and I broke up a month ago because I caught him in bed with his boss’s wife in his rented apartment.”

Mrs. Brooks’s face turned red. “You… You’re lying.”

“Whether I’m lying or not, you know better than anyone.”

Leila’s words silenced the previously chattering crowd completely.

After a few minutes, a police car pulled up outside the crowd, followed by four officers who made their way through the crowd.

“What’s going on?” The leading officer was the same one Leila had encountered during her previous visit to the police station.

Seeing Leila, he paused for a moment. “Young lady, it’s you again?”

Leila hadn’t expected to encounter a familiar person again and looked somewhat embarrassed. “I’m sorry to trouble you again.”

The leading officer glanced at Leila, taking in her disheveled appearance, and furrowed his brow. “What happened this time?”

“She’s the mother of my ex-boyfriend. We broke up a month ago because he cheated on me with their boss’s wife. Now he’s been fired because of his affair, and they’re blaming me for it.”

The officer remained silent for a moment.

In the end, both parties involved were taken to the police station for further investigation.

Before getting into the police car, Shirley looked at the crowd with a mocking expression. “Why don’t you go to the police station and testify for this old lady?”

“We, we don’t know what happened between you, how can we testify?”

“We just couldn’t stand the way you were talking to an elderly person.”

“The police are here, and there are security cameras here. Why do we need to go to the police station?”

Shirley’s eyes were filled with sarcasm. “Now you’re saying you don’t know what happened? Just now, based on your behavior, I thought you were all involved.”

Shirley vented her frustration and reached out to take Leila’s arm. “Let’s go, I’ll accompany you to the police station.”

Leila, covered in dirt, avoided Shirley’s outstretched hand. “It’s dirty.”

“It’s okay,” Shirley insisted.

Leila turned to the police officer standing nearby. “Can I drive my own car?”

The police officer looked at Leila with resignation. “Fine.”

With that, he turned and signaled for the other officers to escort Mrs. Brooks to the police car. Mrs. Brooks’s legs went weak at the mention of going to the police station, and she started to cry. “Officer, I haven’t done anything wrong. It’s that woman, she’s a bad woman. She was about to marry my son, but she was fooling around with other men, she…”

Mrs. Brooks’s sobbing stopped abruptly when the lead officer ordered one young officer. “You go find the security guard in this community and get the surveillance footage. Say it’s for investigation purposes.”

“Yes, sir.”

Mrs. Brooks fell silent.

Meanwhile, Leila grabbed two bottles of mineral water from the car and a pack of wet wipes to quickly clean herself up.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Shirley watched Leila’s disheveled appearance, her eyes turned red with anger. “I’m really fed up. What’s wrong with Hunter and his family?”

Upon arriving at the police station, Shirley suddenly remembered something and said to Leila, “By the way, send me Caleb’s contact information.”

Leila looked puzzled. “Huh?”

Shirley replied, “I’ll ask him for a day off.”

“Okay.”

After Leila sent Caleb’s phone number to Shirley, she entered the police station first, with Shirley following behind.

As Shirley walked, she dialed Caleb’s number.

“Mr. Mitchell, hello, it’s Shirley. I’m the one who had splashed paint on your car, but you graciously forgave me,” she said.

Caleb, who had never heard such a long and detailed self-introduction, remained silent for a moment before asking, “What’s the matter?”

Lowering her voice slightly, Shirley said, “Can I take a day off today?”

She quickly added, fearing that Caleb might suspect her of trying to avoid responsibility, “I’m not trying to avoid paying, it’s just that my friend Leila is in some trouble. We’re at the police station right now.”

Upon hearing this, Caleb looked up at Mason and raised his voice to ask, “What happened to Leila? Why did she end up at the police station?”

Mason, sitting across from him with a stern expression, looked up at Caleb.

Caleb continued, “Why are you silent? Is it inconvenient?”

Shirley had already entered the police station lobby by now. “Yes.”

“Okay. You go ahead. Call me back later after you’re done at the police station.”

“Thank you, Mr. Mitchell.”

Caleb pretended to be magnanimous. “No need to thank me. We’re friends.”

Hearing Caleb’s words, Shirley was pleasantly surprised.

After ending the call, Caleb tossed his phone aside and leaned back on the sofa, crossing his legs casually.

Mason immediately spoke up, “What happened to her?”

Caleb looked at Mason, his tone firm. “You like Leila.”

Mason scoffed lightly. “Are you delusional?”

Caleb placed one hand on the armrest of the sofa and tapped lightly. “Fine, maybe I’m overthinking.”

The two locked eyes, falling into a strange silence.

After a few minutes, Caleb leisurely tapped the sofa with his slender fingers and muttered to himself, “Leila is also pitiful, always getting into trouble.”This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Mason’s gaze was deep, but he didn’t respond.

“Mason, I used to hear people say that one can’t hide feelings…”

Before Caleb could finish, his phone rang.

Caleb chuckled and, under Mason’s gaze, answered the phone slowly, “Hello, Shirley.”

“Mr. Mitchell, Leila and I have finished making statements,” Shirley said.

“So soon?” Caleb replied.

“There’s surveillance footage, witnesses, and solid evidence. We just made statements based on that,” Shirley explained.

Upon hearing Shirley’s words, Caleb glanced at Mason, about to ask a few more questions, when he heard Leila’s deliberately lowered voice from the other end of the line, “Let’s buy some barbecue later.”

Caleb lightly laughed and asked, “Are you having barbecue tonight?”

“Yes,” Shirley replied without realizing she was falling into Caleb’s trap.

“Where?” Caleb inquired.

“At Leila’s place.”

Caleb’s tone was sincere as he offered, “Do you mind if two more people join? I’ll bring the ingredients, and Leila can handle the cooking.”

Caleb’s sincerity momentarily left Shirley unsure of how to refuse. But since Leila was the one hosting, she couldn’t make decisions on her own.

Shirley mouthed to Leila, “Caleb will be joining us for dinner.”

Leila looked puzzled. “??”