His Unveiled Passion

Wendy softened her tone and said, "Mr. Walker, I'm sure you know I'm currently in a lawsuit with Tessa. So, I need to get out of the country as soon as possible, or I'll end up in prison."

"Alright, I got it. We'll talk later when I wake up," Blake retorted in annoyance and rolled to his side.

Wendy's eyes were filled with rage. Blake was just a scumbag. He had pretended to be kind and considerate before they slept together, attending to her every need. He had claimed that he was willing to wait for her despite knowing that she loved Zachary.

However, the second they had sex, he immediately became impatient.

Was the whole attentive and considerate persona all just an act?

Wendy was filled with resentment as she waited for a long time. Finally, at around 1:00 pm, Blake roused from slumber.

"Mr. Walker, you told me that you'd arrange a private jet for me. Would the jet be able to leave today?"

Blake immediately pinned her down on the bed with his body upon waking up. "Babe, why are you in such a rush? Let me enjoy myself first."

Wendy wanted to curse, but she swallowed her anger and forced herself to meet his needs.

Ten minutes later, Blake peeled himself from her body with a satisfied expression on his face.

He was satisfied, but she certainly wasn't! Her whole body ached, especially down there.

"Mr. Walker..." Wendy called out softly, sounding aggrieved.

Before she could finish her sentence, Blake cut her off and said, "Alright, I got it. I'll make the call and the arrangements for you now."

Wendy wisely shut her mouth.

Blake came from a wealthy family, and although he was able to pick up girls in his luxury cars and buy them jewelry and handbags, he did not have a private jet for international travel.

He had agreed to help Wendy and arrange a private jet for her because he planned to ask a friend, Fred Emerson, for help.

The Emerson family was way wealthier than his family, and it just so happened that Fred was planning to travel to Lumia on his private jet.

Anyone with a private jet was required to submit an application three days in advance to the relevant authorities if they wanted to fly on international routes.

Since Fred's jet had a spacious cabin, it should not be a big deal for him to bring Wendy along. There was no reason for Fred to refuse.

Once the call was connected, Blake asked, "Mr. Emerson, can I ask you for a favor?"

Blake then explained the situation, and Fred agreed without hesitation. It wasn't a big deal for him, so he said, "Alright. Tell her to bring her documents and meet my assistant later to handle all the paperwork."

"Thank you, Mr. Emerson," Blake thanked him sincerely.

After ending the call, Wendy took the initiative to wrap her arms around Blake'snoveldrama

waist. "Mr. Walker, I knew you were the best."

Blake smiled smugly. "I told you long ago to be with me, yet you were

adamant on being with Zachary Look at you now. The Gomez family has gone bankrupt, and Zachary can't do a thing to help you."

Just hearing his name was enough to fill Wendy's heart with anger and pain.

In order to be with Zachary, she had endured the shame of being called a mistress, offended the heiress of the Yates family, lost her account that had millions of followers, and landed

herself in a lawsuit.

However, despite enduring everything, Zachary remained heartless toward her.

He didn't even want their child!

In the end, she even had to sleep with an ugly man like Blake to escape the country.

After gathering her documents, Blake brought Wendy to a club to meet Fred. Once they were at the club, an attendant guided them to a private room. Wendy had purposely worn a revealing dress and went all out with her makeup. One of the reasons was to boost Blake's pride, while the other reason was that she wanted to try and seduce Fred.

Men were all visual creatures, and Wendy was confident in her looks and body. If she was able to score the heir of the Emerson family, she would be able to go back to living a life of luxury.

However, all her dreams and fantasies were shattered the moment she entered the private room.

Her complexion paled, and she looked like she had been struck by a curse as she stood there frozen to the spot.