This was too absurd.

Belle hurriedly tried to get off, but in her panic, she hit her head hard on the car roof, feeling dizzy and disoriented, she couldn't help but sit back down.

Alfred, "..."

Feeling his hardness, which was now different from before, Belle felt even more distressed. "Uncle, I'm sorry."

She slowly moved her small bottom, finally getting off his lap.

The moment she touched the leather seat, Belle felt like she died a little inside and came back to life.

...

Sunrise Corporation, at the base of the office building

Ian nervously stopped the car, the small incident in the middle of the ride making him afraid to even breathe too loudly.

The car pulled over to the roadside.

Belle hurriedly opened the door. "Thank you, Uncle. Thank you, Assistant Ian."

With that,

she rushed into the building without looking back.

Ian, anxious, asked, "Mr. Shaw, are we heading to the company?"

Alfred lowered his eyes, looking at himself.

He crossed his legs to conceal the bulge as much as possible.

Given its size, especially when erect, going to the company was out of the question.

Alfred's expression darkened, his tone displeased, "To Imperial View Bay."

Ian nodded and drove away.

Alfred's gaze shifted away from the building, and he asked again in a deep voice, "Have you contacted the woman from last night?"

Ian quickly responded, "Still trying to get in touch."

Alfred gave a slight nod.

He closed his eyes to rest.

In his ears, the sounds of the night before seemed to echo—the soft, gentle cries of that little wildcat on the bed, delicate and unaware of their seductive charm, stirring a rising tide of desire within him. He lost control, taking her harshly, many times.

Suddenly,

a dark light flashed in Alfred's eyes, his gaze turning sharp. He found himself matching that sound with Belle's face.

Damn!

Could it be that he had gone too long without being with a woman?

——

Sunrise Corporation.

Belle went directly to the office of the Business Department manager to inquire about her work.

The department manager, Zachary, was a longtime employee of Sunrise Corporation and knew Belle. "Madam, please have a seat."

Belle responded, "No need. I'm here to work. Let's not reminisce. Just tell me what to do."

Zachary hesitated for a moment, then decided to be straightforward. "Madam, the Business Department has undergone a complete overhaul. Aside from me, no one knows you are Mr. Shaw's wife. I suggest you keep your identity hidden."

Belle readily agreed, "That's how it should be."

Zachary sighed in relief. "The work in the Business Department is not as simple as you might think. I hope you can work alongside everyone else and strive for excellence together. I have informed Manager Wendy about your arrival. You will start by working with her."

Belle nodded. "I will head over now."

Zachary personally escorted Belle to the door.

As soon as the door closed,

Victor's call came in. "How did it go?"

Zachary quickly responded, "Madam just left, Mr. Shaw. I assigned her to Ms. Cold Blood, who is notorious in our department. She doesn't know Madam's identity and will treat her as strictly as any regular employee. I believe Madam will resign voluntarily within a few days."

Victor praised him in a deep voice, "Well done. As long as Belle voluntarily gives up working, you will be well rewarded."

Zachary flattered, "It's my honor to ease your burden, Mr. Shaw."

Victor hung up.

Zachary smirked disdainfully.

What good was their passionate love back then?

Now, aren't they living with different dreams under the same roof?

Zachary shook his head.

After leaving Zachary's office, Belle followed the nameplate on the door and found Wendy's office.

She knocked, and upon hearing "Come in," Belle pushed the door open.

Wendy glanced at Belle, her gaze lingering on Belle's stunningly beautiful face for quite a while. Without moving her eyes away, she asked in a deep voice, "Belle, right?"

Belle nodded. "Manager Chrzan, I look forward to your guidance."

Wendy's voice was brisk and cold. "You're quite pretty. To be honest, it gives you an advantage in this line of work, but I won't be impressed just because of that. In the Business Department, performance is always the top priority. Here is a file from GrandLit Company. Before you leave at 5:30 PM, compile the past five years of their cooperation cases for me."

Belle took the file and responded cheerfully, "Got it."

She started working diligently.

In love and career, she couldn't afford to lose both.

Next to Belle's workstation was a young girl named Cherry, a recent graduate who had just been promoted. As soon as Belle arrived, Cherry gave her a tiny acrylic God of Wealth figurine set.

"Pray to the God of Wealth, and fortune will come your way."

"Thank you."

"You're so pretty. How old are you? Should I call you sister or little sister?"

"Twenty-four."

"I’m twenty-two. I'll call you Sister Belle, and you can just call me Cherry."

"Alright!"

"Sister Belle, since you're new here, feel free to ask me anything you don't understand. I might not know either, but I've been here longer and know more people, so I can help you find out."

"...Okay."

Cherry was adept at slacking off, doing it so skillfully that no one noticed.

She even tried to get Belle to slack off with her, but Belle politely declined.

With ten minutes left until the end of the workday,

Belle finally rose from the pile of documents, rubbing her sore shoulders and neck. She took the compiled files to Wendy's office.

When she emerged, most of her colleagues had already left. Cherry eagerly suggested they take the subway together.

But as they stepped into the office building's lobby,

they saw Victor driving up to pick up Vivian, who was waiting by the roadside.

Belle instinctively dodged,

as it wasn't the right time to confront Victor. She was still unfamiliar with the company's inner workings and needed to prevent Victor from prematurely transferring assets.

After the Mercedes sped away, Cherry sighed, "I'm so jealous. Belle, do you know? That big-busted woman said she's Mr. Shaw's secretary, but she's actually his woman."

"Secretary?"

Belle frowned. She hadn't known Vivian had started working at Sunrise Corporation.

Cherry nodded, gossiping about their boss in a hushed voice, "I accidentally saw them kissing in the office last time. It was a really intense kiss, like they were going to get it on if I hadn't interrupted them with the monthly report."

The young girl was bold and straightforward, saying whatever came to mind without holding back.

Belle felt a sharp pang of pain in her heart,

an overwhelming wave of bitterness and hurt. She had never imagined that the love that accompanied her entire youth would end in such a disgraceful way.

She had become a joke.

---

Villa One, the spacious flat

Belle returned home.

She had thought Victor and Vivian would be out together again tonight, but to her surprise, Victor was home.

Victor sighed, "Honey, it's 6:50 PM now. On the first day of our marriage, the house is cold and empty. We can't even get a warm meal. Are you sure you want to continue like this?"

Belle, changing her shoes, replied, "I'm not a housemaid. If you want a hot meal, we can hire a live-in cook."

Victor walked over, embracing Belle, his voice softening, "Honey, I just want to eat a meal you made with your own hands."

Belle broke free from his embrace, walked to the pantry, and poured herself a glass of water. "Victor, no woman likes spending her life around the stove, getting herself covered in grease. In the past, I spent hours cooking for you because I liked you."

Victor was taken aback. He chuckled, "Honey, listen to yourself. Do you not like me anymore?"

Belle countered, "Do you still like me?"

Victor laughed and shook his head, "Belle, what's wrong with you? You've been acting strange since yesterday. Of course, I like you. You're the love of my life. I apologize for leaving you this morning. Vivian is in the cooling-off period of her divorce, and her bastard ex-husband is constantly harassing her. We've known each other since childhood. I can't just watch her being bullied and do nothing."

Belle scoffed, "Victor, have you and Vivian ever been intimate?"