Joanna gently bit her lush red lips, raised her head, and spoke in a trembling voice.
"Young Master Jiang's willingness to lend a hand is the Qiao Family's honor. I just wonder... what exactly does Young Master Jiang require?"
Hearing this, Jiang Che raised a brow, a trace of mockery flashing through his eyes.
Rather than answering directly, he slowly rose from his seat.
"Tap. Tap. Tap." The sound of leather shoes striking the floor landed on Joanna's heart with every step.
Jiang Che walked over to Joanna and looked down at her from above.
Then he reached out and, with a frivolous yet irresistible gesture, lifted her delicate, fair chin, forcing her to raise her head and meet his gaze.
They were so close that Joanna could clearly sense the intensely oppressive masculine scent emanating from Jiang Che.
"Miss Joanna, you're a smart woman."
Jiang Che stared into her flustered eyes, a teasing curve tugging at his lips.
"You need to understand that there has never been such a thing as a free lunch in this world."
"I can give the Qiao Family this billion-dollar lifeline. I can even help you secure your position as CEO. But there is one condition..."
Jiang Che's fingers gently stroked her smooth skin as he pronounced each word distinctly.
"That is... you, Joanna, must become my woman."
Upon hearing Jiang Che's demand, the heart Joanna had been holding onto finally died.
There were no gentlemen, and there would be no miracles.
This was a naked transaction of power and sex. She was the bargaining chip laid out on the table.
An unprecedented sense of desolation welled up inside her, yet it was accompanied by the relief of finally settling the dust.
Since she could not resist, then... she would submit.
For her family,