Take My Breath Away

Boswell had no feelings for Angelina, but not because he looked down on her.

He thought of marriage as useful, not necessarily for love. If he could get something out of it, something good for himself or ZL Group, then it was worthwhile. But marrying Angelina wouldn't achieve that end.

Boswell thought if he really loved a girl, he wouldn't have to marry her. There were a few celebrities who just lived together, and refused to wed. When it came to marriage, he would marry someone who could help him in business. It would be even better if he could get along with his wife.

It was not that his career needed a woman's help, but that he wanted someone around to help when he needed her. He could bring her along to social engagements, or hand the reins of the company over to her when he couldn't be there to handle those affairs himself.

To put it bluntly, he needed a businesswoman for him, the businessman. And she should be well-educated, so she might be interesting to talk to. And she'd make fewer mistakes when she took control of the company.

So he thought about marrying a woman with a similar family background.

As for Angelina, he had brought her home to become a member of the family. She wasn't a bad person, and he wanted to see her do well. If it weren't for Damian, who liked her so much, he would have arranged another good man for her.

Damian seemed to be head over heels for her, so that made his brother happy. Angelina could marry into the family and would be taken good care of by Damian, so Boswell didn't have to worry about her anymore.

Now that Angelina and Damian were together, Boswell only needed to concern himself with Erma's marriage.

Colman was a playboy, with a new girl on his arm every night. Boswell decided to leave well enough alone.

Edmond was the bad boy. He had a reputation, and girls tended to avoid him. Boswell didn't even want to try and fix him up with anyone.

So that left Erma, his dearest sister. Because he was her brother, he would find the best husband for her after he settled down.

He had been trying to find a wife who fit his standards, and by the time he was 28, he did. Her name was Chloe Shen. And when he found her, he didn't want to lose her. So, having been invited for dinner, after some pleasant conversation, he made an offer to her father.

Because he was all about business, Boswell wrote it out as a contract and handed it to the man. "Sir, I'd like to marry your daughter, Chloe. I'm prepared to pay—10 million dollars. Besides, as my wife, she'd be Mrs. Huo. There are a lot of women clamoring for that title. Of course, I would like to learn how to fashion the Purple Charm, so we can preserve the secret. It's dangerously close to being lost, and I'd like to change that, with your permission, sir."

The Purple Charm was a special silk produced in the Shen family in Elm Town of Y City. The people who fashioned it used a special chemical dissolving process to treat silkworm cocoons, leaving their molecular structure intact. This process prevented shrinkage, leaving it bleach-resistant, and it wouldn't be yellowed by perspiration. Obviously, this made the Purple Charm material rare and expensive. It was known as "soft gold" in the silk

anged his mind. He turned and told the butler behind him, "This girl is Rosa. Show her to her room."

"Yes, Mr. Huo."

Boswell walked up to his wife, who was already on the first floor. Before she could say anything, he lifted her into his arms and strode upstairs.

The moment Chloe Shen was gathered in his arms, she put her arms around Boswell's neck and stared at the girl being led away by the butler.

The girl glared at Chloe Shen with obvious jealousy in her eyes.

Chloe Shen gave her a scornful smile. She could tell what was on the girl's mind. She hugged Boswell tightly and said, "You must be tired after your trip, honey."

Chloe Shen didn't mind romantic rival came so soon. She was not a kind person either.

"No matter how tired I am, I still have the strength to deal with you," Boswell said. He had no idea what was happening between the two women. All he could hear was the soft voice of the woman in his arms.

In the master bedroom on the second floor, when the sun hung high in the sky, Boswell and Chloe Shen explored each other's bodies for the first time since they were married.

After that, Boswell put on his pajamas and walked out of the walk-in closet. He told the sleepy woman in the bed, "I brought the girl back here so she could serve you. You can give her whatever orders you like."

Chloe Shen was so tired after their lovemaking session that she didn't even have the strength to laugh, but she still answered, "Okay."

So, was her husband good to her? If he was a good husband, why would he bring a woman to their villa two days after the wedding?

But he said that he brought the woman here so that she could serve her and told her she could tell the girl what to do.

Well, as long as he didn't use that as an excuse to have an affair with that woman, Chloe Shen didn't mind. She would make sure that didn't happen.

Thinking of this, Chloe Shen gradually fell asleep.

She didn't wake up until midnight, and then only because she was ravenous.

Before leaving, Boswell had told her that he had to work and had a heavy workload. If nothing went wrong, he'd sleep in his office after he was done.

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