Chapter: 2

It was obvious that Jonathan Bates was drunk. Otherwise, why would the CEO of Ensson Corporation come to a lowly assistant's hotel room?

Bethany's first instinct was to fight back, but all of a sudden, she stopped struggling. It was her first time being with a man. Her alcohol-addled brain started to consider that maybe sleeping with such a handsome, rich, and powerful one would be a good thing.

Jonathan wouldn't remember who she was, just like how he didn't remember that they were seat mates in junior high for nearly a year.

As a low-level assistant at the company, Bethany rarely crossed paths with their CEO. No one would ever believe that she had slept with him.

After mulling over it for a few seconds, she finally plucked up the courage to wrap her arms around his neck in the moonlight.

In the wee hours of the morning, Bethany woke up to find the man next to her still fast asleep, his strong arms wrapped around her in a firm embrace. He was so close that his steady breath tickled her neck, making it hard for her to lie still.

She stirred slightly, only to feel a stinging pain between her legs, sobering her up completely. As her drunkenness dissipated, clarity returned.

Oh, God! What had she done? She had slept with her boss!

Eyes wide as saucers, Bethany held her breath and carefully extricated herself from his arms. Without a moment to lose, she quickly got dressed, packed her things, and ran to the hotel's front desk to check into another room.

Wondering what the hell happened last night, she checked her phone and found that the dirty texts she had sent hadn't gone to her best friend, Aimee Bates.

No, she had mistakenly texted someone else who had the same surname—

Jonathan Bates, her boss and CEO of Ensson Corporation.

A few years ago, at a junior high school reunion, the class monitor had created a chat group and asked everyone to add each other as friends. Bethany clearly remembered that it was Jonathan who had added her, but he never messaged her, and vice versa.

Bethany ran her fingers through her wild hair in distress, unable to wrap her head around the fact that she had made such a stupid mistake.

She checked into her new room and sat down, trying to calm herself down. Then, she decisively took out her phone and left the high school chat group. She changed her social media name from Bethany to Lily and replaced her profile picture with that of a stock photo of a random girl she downloaded from the Internet.

Now, Jonathan wouldn't know who she was.

She figured it wouldn't be necessary to unfriend Jonathan. And since Room 1501 was booked by the company, there were no traces that could lead to her.

After taking these precautions, Bethany finally put her phone aside and went back to sleep.

The next thing she knew, her alarm clock was blaring into her ears.

Today, she had to go to Glora Company with her manager to discuss additional funding.

The net value of the project had plummeted to its limit loss. The other party demanded replenishing, or they would sell the securities assets. In this emergency, the investment department was Lucky to use Jonathan's private plane to fly to Degend for business.

After washing her face and brushing her teeth, Bethany hurried to the hotel lobby with the documents in hand. Shortly after, Aimee came downstairs, muttering unhappily, “Carson insisted we weren't the replenishing party, but I went to the trust company and checked the contract. His name was clearly on the copy!"

"Shh, Carson's coming. Don't let him hear you," Bethany warned. Just then, she noticed a tall man surrounded by a group of people walking out of the elevator.

It was Jonathan.