Millionaire Girlfriend

Chapter 32: Chapter 32 - Ignorance is bliss

"I sincerely apologize for firing you... and for being so mean to you," Clara said, apologizing to Chloe.

"Forget about it. I went too far too. I accused your family of orchestrating Ashley’s kidnapping, and I kept saying everything was your fault," Chloe replied.

After Ashley disappeared, she and Clara had gotten into a huge argument. In a fit of anger, Clara had fired Chloe from the position she had originally offered her.

"Besides, detective Jake Miller here finally solved Ashley’s disappearance," Chloe said excitedly, pointing at him.

"Ladies," Jake greeted them.

He couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed. Roger had never told him Ashley was a lesbian and was already in a relationship. Still, he remained completely professional.

"Hello, Detective. You have no idea how happy I am that you’ve finally found the person responsible for all of this," Ashley said as she shook Detective Miller’s hand.

Jake couldn’t hide a small smile. A beautiful woman like Ashley holding his hand was enough to brighten his day.

He quietly admired both women, especially Ashley.

He couldn’t understand how someone’s skin could look so flawless. Her brunette hair seemed to shine under the light, and she was much taller than he was.

But what caught his attention the most was her eyes.

Those eyes... Oh my God. Those eyes, combined with that face... they’re absolutely mesmerizing, the detective thought.

"So... who’s the culprit?" Clara asked, interrupting the silent moment between Ashley and Detective Miller.

"The culprit is none other than your brother, Carl," the detective replied.

"What? Carl? Why would he do something like that?" Clara asked, stunned by the revelation.

"I’m sorry. I don’t know his motive. But one of the security guards at your house confessed that he received orders directly from Carl Turner," Detective Miller answered.

"I think I know why," Ashley said.

"I accidentally found out that Carl owed millions in gambling debts he couldn’t repay because your father closely monitors his bank account."

"That son of a bitch!" Clara cursed because Carl was only her half-brother, and they didn’t even share the same mother.

"Wait," Ashley said. "I don’t think Carl could’ve pulled this off by himself. He’s not smart enough to plan everything and get away with it. He had to have an accomplice. But who?"

Ashley noticed Clara already looked overwhelmed.

She still couldn’t stop wondering who the men were that had held her captive.

"You’re right," Clara agreed.

"It couldn’t have been his mother either. She’s just as stupid as he is," she added.

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"How was your visit with your grandmother? How’s she doing?" Clara asked Lucinda, who had just returned home with her son after supposedly spending three full days at her mother’s house.

In reality, Lucinda and her son had spent those three days at Clara’s house with Dylan.

Besides, Lucinda’s grandmother had already passed away, and Carl should have known that.

While Clara had spent the entire week making up for the time she had lost with Ashley, her husband, Dylan, had been making up for the time he had lost with his son.

"It went great. She’s doing well," Lucinda lied.

"That’s good," Carl said as he gently ruffled his son’s hair.

Secretly, the little boy wasn’t even his.

The truth was, Carl had never really felt a connection with him. Sometimes he tried, but something always held him back.

Maybe, deep down, he unconsciously knew the boy wasn’t his son.

Or maybe he simply had no idea how a father was supposed to treat his child.

The second explanation seemed more likely.

Ever since he was young, Carl had never experienced a father’s love.

He had only been a little boy when his father replaced his mother with another woman he had never even met before.

After his mother left, he found himself alone in a house that no longer felt like home, surrounded by a new family where he never felt he belonged.

"We need to talk about what we did," Carl whispered, afraid someone might overhear them.

"There’s nothing to talk about. Ashley’s back. She’s together with Clara again. Clara has completely forgotten about the money. The police closed the case, and nobody was charged. Everything worked out in the end," Lucinda replied without the slightest hint of worry in her voice.

"Sweetheart, haven’t you ever seen those movies where a bunch of idiots start talking about their crimes, someone overhears them, and they end up getting caught? Just forget about it."

She gently stroked Carl’s cheek before giving him a quick kiss.

"You’re right... like always," Carl replied, completely unaware that Lucinda had been playing him this entire time.

Carl had accumulated gambling debts at Lucinda’s cousin Mike’s casino.

The actual amount was only a few hundred thousand dollars, but they had scammed him into believing he owed them millions.

Carl wanted to beg his father for the money, but he was terrified of him.

He was afraid that, this time, his father would abandon him for good and disinherit him.

When he confided in Lucinda, she convinced him that Clara was the reason he had always been so miserable.

Knowing Carl had never gotten over the fact that Clara’s family had destroyed his own, she manipulated him into taking revenge on Clara.

She also claimed she knew people who could help them.

The man who had held Ashley captive was one of Mike’s associates.

He had been wanted for embezzlement for years but had managed to stay on the run.

Ashley had simply become an innocent victim.

She was actually fortunate because Carl had never agreed with kidnapping anyone or hurting innocent people.

That was why Ashley had always been treated well.

Every month, the kidnapper had to send Carl a picture proving she was safe and unharmed.

Over time, Carl began feeling guilty about what had happened.

He secretly forwarded those pictures to Clara.

Eventually, he even ordered Ashley’s release after two years and told them to give her a little money since she had lost everything.

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"Wow, would you look at that intern? She’s smoking hot," Carl said to his cousin Benjamin while they were in the office.

Clara’s office was on the top floor, right next to their father’s, but Carl had a habit of wandering through the offices on the lower floors.

"Yeah, she’s pretty," Benjamin admitted. "But don’t even think about going after her. She’s working hard to gain experience at our company, and we’re not going to harass her."

"Come on, Ben," Carl replied with a grin. "We’re not going to harass her. We’re going to help her. And who better to help her gain professional experience here than you? "

"No, Carl," Benjamin said firmly. "I’m a senior manager. I have nothing to do with interns."

He handed Carl the file he had been waiting for.

"All right. Your loss," Carl replied as he took the folder and left the office.

Inside the elevator, Carl carefully read through the document Benjamin had prepared, even though it was Carl who had been assigned the task by his father.

His father always criticized Carl’s work whenever he did it himself.

So this time, Carl had asked someone far more capable to handle it.

In return, he had promised himself he would find a beautiful woman for his cousin, who had absolutely no idea how to approach women.

" Dad , here are the files on the potential clients you asked for," Carl said.

"As you can see, I prioritized the newer companies that still have plenty of room to grow instead of businesses that are already fully established."

This time, Carl didn’t simply hand over the file.

He had actually taken the time to study its contents beforehand, hoping to impress his father.

"You may leave," Clovis Turner said as he began flipping through the documents.

That alone was enough for Carl to know the work had been approved.

In reality, it was Benjamin who deserved the credit.

Still, Carl considered it a personal victory.

He left the office without hesitation.

On his way back to his own office, he ran into Dylan.

"Hey, man. If you’re looking for Clara, she already left," Carl said.

He genuinely felt sorry for Dylan because he believed Dylan was in love with his sister.

As far as Carl knew, Clara wasn’t attracted to men and had only married Dylan because of family pressure.

Now that Ashley was back, he was convinced Clara would never be interested in Dylan again.

"Yeah, I was just told," Dylan replied in a voice that sounded disappointed.

In reality, he pitied Carl.

He wanted to tell him the truth, but Lucinda would never forgive him if he did.

"You know, we’ve got a new intern who’s really pretty. Maybe I could introduce you to her," Carl offered, still trying to help after Benjamin had turned him down.

"No, thanks," Dylan answered before turning around and walking away.

Then he suddenly stopped and looked back.

"You know what? Go ahead. You can have her. I honestly think you deserve to spend some time with that beautiful intern."

He said it as if he had completely forgotten he was talking to a married man.

Carl couldn’t understand why almost every man around him refused to enjoy their youth.

He pulled out his phone, sent a few text messages, then went back to his office.

The workday wasn’t over yet.

After work, Carl didn’t head home right away.

Instead, he waited for someone in the underground parking garage.

Fifteen minutes later, the person he had been waiting for finally arrived.

It was the same intern he had been staring at all day.

The very same intern Benjamin and Dylan had refused to get involved with.

She quietly got into his car.

"Hey," Carl said with a smile.

"Hi," the young woman replied nervously.

She was blonde and stood about 5’3" (1.60 m) tall.

"Are you serious? I’ll get the position after my internship?" she asked.

"No," Carl replied as he pulled out a document.

"You’ll have a full-time job by the end of the month. I personally took care of the contract, and I’ve already signed everything. That’s one of the perks of being a senior executive and the CEO’s son."

The young woman smiled as she looked over the paperwork before placing it in her bag.

She then leaned over and kissed Carl passionately, and he returned the kiss despite the cramped space inside the car.

At that moment, one of the security guards monitoring the surveillance cameras spoke up.

"Hey, guys! Come take a look at what’s going on in the underground parking garage."

Another guard sighed.

"Oh no... He’s at it again. First it was the elevators, then the stairwells, then the storage rooms, and now the parking garage. That guy never learns."

"Do you think we should tell him there are security cameras almost everywhere in this building?" a third guard asked.

"No way," the first guard replied with a grin. "It’s not every day we get this kind of entertainment during our shift.

The pretty intern continued kissing Carl passionately before placing her hand between his legs, gently caressing his penis through his pants.

Carl slid the driver’s seat back to give them more room inside the car. Taking advantage of the extra space, the young woman unbuckled his seatbelt, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his penis, which was already almost fully erect.

The girl stops the kiss, then gets down and takes Carl’s penis into her mouth, making him moan with pleasure.

He lies back on the chair while the girl gives him oral sex. Her plump lips gently and eagerly move as she pleasures her partner, whose penis has become veiny due to his arousal.

"I was right, you’re really skilled," Carl said as he enjoyed the pleasure he was feeling.

Carl grabs the girl’s head and then pushes his penis deep into her throat before pulling it back out.

Then he does it again and starts moving back and forth while having sex with the intern’s mouth.

" Take off your panties and get on top of me," Carl said to the girl, who took off her panties, pulled up her skirt, and straddled him. The intern moaned with pleasure from the penetration. Then she started moving her hips, making back-and-forth movements.

Carl unbuttoned the girl’s shirt and then played with her breasts. He groped her and pinched the intern’s nipples, while she seemed to be in complete ecstasy.

Carl thanked heaven that the members of his company’s management had reserved parking spaces where ordinary employees never went, and that the executives never left at normal working hours.

Carl would have liked to suck the young woman’s breasts, but she was much shorter than him, and the place where they were having sex was far too cramped.

" Move, I’d like to take you from behind," Carl said after few minutes. The intern complied and turned around, with her hand on the passenger door.

Carl lifted the girl’s skirt, then first caressed her butt, then her pussy. Afterwards, he pushed his penis deep inside the intern’s pussy, causing her to let out a small cry of pleasure.

Then Carl began a slow back-and-forth movement. He then grabbed the girl’s hips firmly and increased the pace.

In the end, the intern’s head ended up pressed against the car door window, but Carl kept moving faster and faster. The girl moaned with pleasure as Carl continued to fuck her.

She was nervous at first, but now she was very excited. Fluids were running from between her legs down her thighs because she was extremely aroused and because she had already reached an orgasm.

She never would have thought that selling her body to get a position would be so pleasurable.

" You can finish inside me, I’m on the pill," she lied, having realized that getting pregnant by the young millionaire would be the best thing that could ever happen to her.

A few seconds later, Carl came inside her.

’Wow, we really need to do this again,’ Carl said as he zipped up his pants.

" Totally agree," said the intern as she buttoned up her shirt and put her panties in her bag.

Carl then started his car to drop the intern off somewhere farther away.

"Damn, I can’t wait to get home and fuck my wife," said one of the guards who had not missed a single thing that happened.

"How I wish I had a woman right now," said another, who would have to take care of himself after work.

In the underground parking lot, besides Carl and the pretty intern, there was a third person whom the guards had not noticed because they were too focused on Carl and the intern.

It was Benjamin. He had left right after the intern, but strangely, she went toward the parking area even though Benjamin knew she didn’t have a car. However, out of politeness, Benjamin didn’t call out to her. He calmly walked toward his own car when he saw the girl heading toward the executive parking section.

Knowing his cousin Carl, he immediately understood. He only wanted to watch out of curiosity to see what would happen, but what happened next went beyond his imagination. He never could have imagined that a girl as kind and well-mannered as the intern could become so wild and have sex in a parking lot where almost anyone could see them.

"I’m just an idiot," he told himself.

"I should have accepted Carl’s offer and fucked her myself," Benjamin thought, now regretting always following the rules.

Now, he had no choice but to go home horny and masturbate while thinking about the girl his cousin had slept with in his car.

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