I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

“Meredith is pregnant with Terrence Sterling’s child?” Joy Chaucer was furious. “How could she bear Terrence Sterling’s child? That woman really is capable. Chloe, you have to help me teach her a lesson.”

“Women like Meredith, Joy, you should stay away from her from now on,” Chloe warned, worried her guess might come true, and what Joy wanted only increased the risk of unnecessary trouble.

“How would I be scared of her,” Joy protested, unwilling to back down. “I can’t let Meredith have a happy life as Mrs. Sterling.”

“Her good days won’t last long,” Chloe reassured, holding Joy’s hand. “Listen to me, I’m looking out for you. Right now, your main task is to learn how to manage the company and gain your mother’s approval so you can smoothly take over. Once you’re fully ready, do you still worry about dealing with Meredith?”

“But how long will that take?” Joy was impatient. “My mom currently favors Meredith over me, it’s infuriating.”

“Patience in minor matters helps to secure the success of greater ones,” Chloe advised. “Someone else will deal with Meredith. Don’t get your hands dirty. Remember, you’ve just been released; with Meredith pregnant, Terrence will definitely protect her. I also mentioned Stella is likely dissatisfied with this daughter-in-law; she’ll handle the woman herself.”

“Will the Sterling family really just keep the child?” Joy was most concerned about this.

“Just enjoy the show,” Chloe patted Joy’s hand lightly. “Go rest, with me paving the way, you don’t need to worry about anything.”

Reassured by these words, Joy returned to her room, but she couldn’t suppress her anger. Just thinking about Meredith marrying into wealth and receiving Terrence’s affection fueled her jealousy.

Chloe was also deeply concerned. Meredith was a significant threat, but she couldn’t let Joy get involved. She needed to confirm first if Meredith was indeed the child from back then.

If she was, Chloe wouldn’t let Meredith ruin Joy’s life.

In the following days, Chloe planned how to get closer to Meredith to investigate her identity.

Meanwhile, at the electronics factory, Fiona was constantly pushed by her supervisor to work overtime until 9 PM…

Justin, having been forced by Mr. Thatcher to resign and sell his apartment, came home even later these days, and sometimes he even used business trips as an excuse to avoid them for days.

Time passed swiftly.

Meredith’s cheese fondue restaurant had its grand opening.

She named it “Embers Cheese Fondue,” and the opening day was bustling, with Terrence inviting many guests.

Harvey Fieldmouse and Bianca also came to show their support.

Bianca presented a gift: “Meredith, that’s a nice restaurant.”

Meredith was genuinely surprised; she had casually mentioned it, not really expecting Bianca to come.

“Bianca, thank you, please come inside,” Meredith greeted warmly.

Harvey Fieldmouse brought flowers: “Mrs. Sterling, here you are.”

“Please come in, up to the third floor,” Terrence took the flowers, giving Harvey a stern look-his wife, of course, only he should give her flowers.

Harvey chuckled, “Boss, your jealousy, it’s showing again. Mrs. Sterling, look at him.”

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Just after greeting Bianca and Harvey, a line of luxury cars approached, surprising Meredith. “Who is this now? I didn’t invite anyone else.”

As they spoke, the luxury cars halted, and from them emerged the three well-known businessmen they just met the other days: Mr. Fielding, Mr. Blackwood, and Mr. Worthington, the president of Oakwood Bank.

Meredith had only wanted to fulfill a dream by opening a cheese fondue restaurant, but she did not expect it to attract such influential figures, certainly a pleasant surprise.

It was clearly due to Terrence’s influence.

Terrence and Meredith greeted them: “Mr. Fielding, Mr. Blackwood, Mr. Worthington, please come in.”

“The restaurant looks impressive,” Emmett Worthington commented with a smile. “Mrs. Sterling, congratulations.”

“Thank you, Mr. Worthington, please, this way,” Meredith responded with a smile.

Grandma Sterling and Julian also arrived, luxurious cars lining up at the restaurant’s entrance, attracting continuous attention. Even nearby restaurants could not help but begin to speculate about the owner’s identity, marveling at the wealth shown on just its first day.

The three-story restaurant employed over forty staff members to manage the grand scale, attracting many passersby to check out the buzz, quickly filling up the venue.

Amidst the hustle, Meredith spotted Justin at the door and walked over with a smile: “Justin, why are you so late?”