Remarriage Failed Again Today-Chapter 113: Scheme 4

Led by an attendant, Wendy King successfully entered the room.

Charles King was lying on the bed.

The entire room was filled with a suggestive atmosphere. With its fiery red bed, fiery red wallpaper, and a huge, completely transparent bathroom, it was clearly a luxury fantasy suite.

A potent aphrodisiac fragrance also hung in the air.

’Looks like that old woman wasn’t wrong. Charles was definitely planning to cheat.’ 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

’But he’s been playing around for so many years and has finally made it. Once Carla’s father dies and he gets his hands on the inheritance, is he really planning to just dump me?’

’Fat chance!’

’Does he think I’m a fool like Carla?’

With that thought, Wendy King quickly stripped off her clothes.

She walked over to the bed and slowly climbed on...

She had made up her mind. After today, she would force Charles King to make their relationship official.

Earlier today, a supplier had visited the Linton Group to discuss a long-term partnership. Charles King knew that was where Carla King worked—it was a huge corporation, which was why Carla had left her own family’s business to work there. He had spent the day wining and dining them and had a lot to drink.

One of them was a man named Jacob Jennings, who was said to hold a high position. Charles had often heard Carla talk about him, so he’d made a point of cozying up to the man.

The man had seemed to hit it off with him, and the two drank heavily like old friends. Charles was already thinking that once Carla’s father died, he would seize the inheritance and go into business with this man.

After he’d had too much to drink, Jacob Jennings brought him here.

Feeling the woman’s provocative touch, Charles King knew this was a critical time. He couldn’t afford any mistakes.

He was about to push her away when his mind suddenly went haywire. A wave of lust surged through him...

"Darling, slow down, don’t be in such a rush. I’m all yours tonight..." Wendy King cooed.

Hearing the woman’s sweet voice and the fragrance filling his nostrils, Charles King was completely overcome by impulse.

In one swift motion, he pinned her beneath him.

The two fell into a passionate rhythm.

The attendant watched the scene unfold from the crack in the door, then sent a text to Annabelle Linton.

Annabelle Linton then notified Mrs. King, who was waiting outside with a horde of reporters.

Mrs. King led Carla King straight to room 704.

"BANG—"

The pair inside were in the heat of passion when a large group of people suddenly burst in, aiming their cameras and unleashing a blinding flurry of flashes.

Wendy King froze. "Darling—oh no, Brother-in-law, stop, quick, stop!"

But Charles King’s mind was clouded by alcohol, the aphrodisiac, and his own lust.

"No, no, no! Stop, please stop!" Wendy King shrieked in terror.

"Hahaha!"

The door was thrown wide open, and Carla King and Mrs. King strode in.

Carla King had already worked herself into a state. Gazing at the scene before her, her eyes were bloodshot with rage.

"Wendy King, you bitch! And to think I treated you like a sister! How could you... how could you seduce my husband!"

"Sis... it’s not... it’s not what it looks like... Y-you, listen to my explanation! Ah—" Pinned beneath Charles King, Wendy King was completely unable to break free.