No Mercy No Forgiveness (Maureen) novel Chapter 116

Maureen instinctively stepped back: “First, you know Andrea and I don’t get along. Why would I ask her for ten bil- lion to sell you?

Besides, when your mother offered me a check before, I refused. Why would I stir up trouble now?”

Geoffrey heard her out but didn’t buy it.

He knew Andrea wouldn’t have staged today’s scene willingly–the only explanation was Maureen discovering An- drea’s schemes.

Still, he didn’t call Maureen out.

“Anything else?”

Maureen was now pinned against the wall.

Geoffrey watched her cautious posture, his Adam’s apple bobbing faintly.

The memory of that intoxicating, bone–melting ecstasy when he’d claimed her nearly shattered his self–control.

“How’s the money coming along?”

Maureen hadn’t expected him to demand repayment so soon: “It’s not ready yet.”

“Then why not consider my proposal?”

Geoffrey’s breathing grew heavy: “We’re married after all. If you fulfill your wifely duties, returning the dowry won’t be necessary.”

Wifely duties?

As an adult, how could Maureen not grasp his implication?

Her face burned crimson. Before she could speak, Geoffrey’s scorching palm cupped her cheek, slowly stroking it.

“How about a hundred million per session?”

Maureen’s mind exploded.

A hundred million per session?

What kind of woman did he think she was?

Memories flooded back–their first time, when he’d overpowered her resistance

Maureen shoved him away: “Not happening.”

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Furious and humiliated, she stormed upstairs, locking her bedroom door behind her.

Geoffrey stood empty–armed, baffled by her renewed anger.

Among all women, Maureen angered easiest–flaring up constantly, daring to glare at him.

What other woman would dare glare at him?

Displeased, Geoffrey headed straight to Chaster Club.

The manager promptly sent over their most elegant beauties for his selection.

Geoffrey sat at the head of the table, scanning rows of women with disinterest.

“Mr. Sutton.”

An alluring woman approached him, attempting to curry favor.

He stared coldly at her movements, his mind filled with Maureen’s angry expression.

When her fingers brushed his hand, disgust churned in his gut.

“Get out!”

Soon, women crept out of the private room one by one.

Geoffrey remained alone.

A woman named Kim slipped in while delivering drinks. Spotting Geoffrey, she dropped to her knees.

“Mr. Sutton, please have mercy on me.”

Geoffrey found it odd seeing her bruised face trembling before him.

“Who are you?”

Kim froze.

“I’m Kim. Don’t you remember?”

Kim?

Geoffrey never forgot faces–unless they were irrelevant to his work or personal life.

Seeing his genuine confusion, Kim explained:

“You asked if I’d serve you when broke.”

“I agreed. Then you said I’d work at Chaster Club without pay.‘

Recognition flickered in Geoffrey’s eyes.

“Are you regretting it now?”

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Kim frantically shook her head. “No, I’m begging you to let me go. I really don’t want to sleep with clients.”

Geoffrey frowned. Who told her to do that?

“I never gave such an order.”

Geoffrey said coldly.

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But Kim still refused to leave. When the bodyguards approached, she clung desperately to nearby chairs and tables.

“Mr. Sutton, the men who beat me said it was because I offended you by not knowing my place.”

“I beg you, let me go. I don’t want to end up here.”

Kim wept bitterly, her face covered in wounds that would likely scar even after healing.

Geoffrey had initially wanted no part in this, but Kim’s words suggested someone had used his name to punish her.

That, he couldn’t ignore.

He signaled the bodyguards to release her.

“Tell me everything. Precisely.”

Kim collapsed to her knees, trembling violently.

“It started the night after I met you. Around 2 or 3 AM, they dragged me from my bed.”

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