You More Than Anything In The World

Jennifer slapped his hand away. "Move your hand away and stop it."

After a slight pause, she continued, "Bring it to me. I'd like to check it."

The person who came laughed heartily and said, "It's been ages since we've met, and you've become so much prettier, Jennifer. However, your temper seems to be becoming worse, huh? Tsk... But it's fine. I like girls with a hot temper."

Snorting, Jennifer scoffed, "I bet that I'm not even as important as a few bills to you, right?"

He snapped his fingers and smiled. "Bingo! You know me the best, Jennifer. However, I love both money and beautiful ladies. If you sleep with me for one night, I can give you a little discount. How's that?" "Cut the crap and give it to me," snapped Jennifer unhappily as she frowned.

He did not make any further comments and tossed the envelope on the table. "This is what you want."

When Jennifer took the item out, her expression changed drastically. Fury was written all over her face.

He asked, "How's that? These are probably what you want, right?"

Suppressing her anger, Jennifer snarled, "It's been years since I've last met you, but you are still as skillful at secretly filming people as before. I'll transfer the amount we agreed on to your bank account. Give me the films."

He passed them to her before smiling. "Jennifer, the only benefit of collaborating with you is how generous you are. I like generous clients like you. If there's more work that's as profitable as this, remember to hit me up!"

Jennifer kept the films, stood up, and said, "Stop calling me for no reason anymore. I don't want to see you at all."

With that, she left directly.

The person sat on the chair leisurely, an indifferent smile playing on his lips. "Jennifer, you may act all mighty now, but there'll be one day where you'll come looking for me. When that day comes, I'll be yearning for your hot body instead of money."

Jennifer could not be bothered about what the man sitting in the café was thinking about. Holding the envelope, she sat into her car and tossed it aside angrily. Through gritted teeth, she growled, "Amelia, we're enemies now. Despite being married to the heir of the Clinton Corporations, you're still seducing Carter like a greedy temptress. If that's the case, I'll not let you get any of them."

Seething with anger, she slammed the steering wheel and screamed like a trapped beast. She snarled in a deep voice, "Amelia, Carter's mine, regardless of whether he loves me or not. If you dare to steal him away from me, I'll make you lose everything that you have."

After venting her anger, she quickly drove back to the office and stomped to Carter's office. She took a deep breath and waited for her rationality to return before knocking on the door. Carter called out from within, "Come in."

Jennifer entered and closed the door behind her.

When Carter raised his head and saw that it was her, an impatient look flashed across his eyes inconspicuously. However, he quickly resumed his normal expression and asked, "What's the matter, Ms. Larson?"

Jennifer pulled the chair aside and sat down. "Mr. Scott, I'd like to talk to you about something."

Gesturing for her to speak, he said, "Go ahead, I'm all ears."

She tossed the envelope on the table and said curtly, "Mr. Scott, take a look at this."

After taking the envelope, Carter hesitated for a while and did not open it. A slight smirk appeared on Jennifer's lips as she asked, "Are you scared, Mr. Scott?"

Carter replied, "Before I look at it, shouldn't I have the right to know what's inside?"

Crossing her arms over her chest, Jennifer declared authoritatively, "You'll know when you look at it. I'm sure that you'll be interested in it."

Carter eventually opened the envelope. When he saw the photos enclosed inside, his face instantly clouded over. "Did you stalk me?"

Jennifer replied, "I only want to understand the lifestyle of the man I love. I just didn't expect that person to snap such an exciting scene. Mr. Scott, do you feel a sense of accomplishment when having an affair with a married woman?"

Shooting her a cold glance, he demanded, "Jennifer, do you know that what you're doing now is very despicable?"

She shook her head and retorted, "To get the man I love, it's understandable for me to resort to unscrupulous methods sometimes, right?"

Laughing out of fury, Carter uttered, "I think that you're mad, Jennifer."

She smiled. "Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Scott. You're just so exceptional that I can't help but want you for my own. As long as you promise me that you won't interact with Amelia anymore, I won't send these photos to the Clintons."

Carter crossed his arms over his chest and remarked indifferently, "Jennifer, I think you're ridiculous. I actually hope that you'll send these photos to the Clintons. If Oscar misunderstands Amelia, I'll have a higher chance of winning her over, right? In that case, I'll have to thank you for that."

Jennifer burst out laughing. "You won't, Mr. Scott. You love Amelia so much that you can't bear to let her leave the Clintons so pathetically. Even if you want her, you won't do that through underhanded means. That's because you're a gentleman."

Tossing the envelope on the table, Carter replied, "But you also said that one can resort to unscrupulous methods for love. For her, I can do the same."

Jennifer's expression changed slightly. "Are you saying that these photos can't convince you to relent?"

Carter spread his hands apart and remarked nonchalantly, "Whatever. But I must tell you something, Jennifer. You mustn't be too harsh with your actions sometimes. If you use such despicable methods on Amelia, I'll destroy you one day and leave you with nothing."

Jennifer stared at him fixedly. "Are you threatening me, Mr. Scott?"

He nodded.

Crossing her arms, she asked, "Is it worth it to do all these for a woman?"

"I'm the one to decide that. If it's for her, I can give up all my assets without any hesitation."

Jennifer's expression twisted in fury for a second.

"Carter, you're so ruthless. However, since I spent so much money to buy these photos, won't it be such a waste if I don't send them to Oscar?" Jennifer stood up and declared, "Since we can't reach a compromise, let's forget it. I'm sure that some people will still be interested in these photos."

She raised her head high. Her arrogant personality forbade her from admitting defeat in front of Carter. Just like what she had said earlier, she did not mind resorting to unscrupulous methods because she loved him.

Just when Jennifer reached the entrance, Carter called out solemnly, "Wait."

Jennifer spun around and glanced at him proudly. "Mr. Scott, so you've thought it through?"

He said, "Give me the films and tell me how much money you want."

Jennifer's expression changed as she snapped through gritted teeth, "Do you think that I lack money, Mr. Scott?"

"I don't love you, so I'll never be together with you. But if you want money, I can give it to you." Carter tried to negotiate with her.

However, Jennifer laughed. "I'm sorry, I'd rather give these photos to people who'd like to see them." With that, she pushed the door open and was about to leave when Carter strode over. He slammed the doo shut and pinned her against the wall.

"What do you want, Jennifer?" Carter glared at her menacingly.

A smile played on Jennifer's lips as she stared back at him smugly. "As long as you agree to be together with me, I promise that I won't target Amelia anymore."

Carter gripped her neck with his right hand and snarled, "Jennifer, do you know what I hate the most? When others threaten me! Do you believe that I can strangle you dead just by exerting a little more force?" Although Jennifer was scared by the wild look in his eyes, she was not the type to back down. Raising her head, she replied defiantly, "Mr. Scott, it's a crime to kill someone. But if I can still be married to you in hell, I won't mind if you kill me."

Carter released her and whispered beside her ear, "Jennifer, you disgust me."

Her face paled.

"Even if Amelia's not in the picture, I'll never fall in love with you," said Carter, dealing her a more brutal blow.

Jennifer's expression turned even more unpleasant. She suddenly raised her hand and slapped him forcefully, her eyes turning red. "Carter, you've crossed a line."

With that, she shoved Carter away and ran out of the office, leaving him standing in front of the wall alone. His face was clouded over as he sunk into deep thought. After a long while, he punched the wall so forcefully that his knuckles bled.

He took a deep breath to calm himself down. Only then did he ask his secretary to summon Amelia over.

Amelia reached the office quickly. Standing in front of the table, she asked, "Are you looking for me, Mr. Scott?"

He pointed at the chair and said, "Take a seat first, Amelia."

She sat down. When she noticed the grim expression on his face, she hurriedly asked, "Mr. Scott, did something happen? Does it have something to do with me?"

"Amelia, regardless of what I show you later, I hope that you can remain calm. After all, you're pregnant now," said Carter as he stared into her eyes.

Her heart skipped a beat. However, she smiled brightly soon later. "Mr. Scott, there's always a way out of any problems. Just tell me what happened. You don't have to be too concerned about my feelings." He took out the envelope and said, "Take a look at this."

Amelia hesitated for a while before taking it. When she took out the photos inside and saw the people on it, her face changed drastically.

She stared at him in disbelief as a hurtful look flashed across her eyes. "Carter, what's..." She thought that he had hired someone to take them. Having thought that Carter was a gentleman, she never expected him to do something as shameless as this.

When he noticed her gaze, he naturally knew what was on her mind. Hence, he quickly clarified, "Jennifer sent them to me this morning. She's the one who hired someone to snap pictures of us secretly. I'm letting you see them now because I hope that you'll be mentally prepared. I'm afraid that she'll show them to Oscar. But don't you worry, I'll stop her to the best of my abilities. Still, I want you to be prepared beforehand."

Amelia's hands shook as she held the photos. However, she broke out into a smile.

Carter looked at her, feeling puzzled. He asked worriedly, "Are you alright, Amelia?"

She shook her head, her emotions indecipherable from her tone as she said, "I just think that I'm a failure. Cassie wants to steal my husband, and Jennifer sent someone to stalk me just for you. Thinking about it, I might actually be a seductress. Otherwise, why would the other women hate my guts so much?"

Carter's heart ached when he heard that. He stood up, walked behind Amelia, and wanted to hug her from behind. However, when he reached his arms out, he forcefully retracted them. In the end, he patted her shoulders and assured her, "Don't be like this, Amelia. I promise that I'll settle this well."

Amelia stood up and replied, "Mr. Scott, can you give these photos to me?"

"If you like it, take it. However, can you leave a few photos for me? I'll just save them as keepsakes. After all, we barely have any photos together. The only one is from when we were in college. After you started working, you never took a photo with me."

Amelia refused politely, "If you want photos with me, I'll take one with you another day. I'd rather take these photos away with me."

Carter did not force her either. "You can go out and work first. I'll settle the issue with the photos."

"Thank you, Mr. Scott. But if those photos eventually end up in Oscar's hands, I won't blame you either. A lot of this mess occurred because of my face. If I'm a bit uglier, things won't end up like this," commented Amelia calmly.

Carter felt his heart aching as he said, "Amelia, you..."