Tyrone was well aware of Mrs. George's intentions, so he would make an effort to avoid any encounters with her. If any issues arose, he would delegate them to his secretary to handle.

The terms of the contract were finalized over dinner. But after dinner, Mrs. George asserted that her car broke down and asked Tyrone to give her a ride home.

In the car, Mrs. George boldly expressed her wishes, but Tyrone turned her down.

Finally, the contract was signed.

But Mrs. George didn't get what she was truly after. The more it eluded her, the more she obsessed over it.

During their encounters, Mrs. George always tried to ask Tyrone if he wanted to get laid with her, but Tyrone would turn her down every time.

This time was not an exception.

Tyrone flashed a smile and said calmly, “Please don't mock me. I've already made my feelings on this matter clear."

Mrs. George let out a deep sigh and said, “I assumed you had changed your mind since you asked me out."

"No. I want to ask for your help with something."

Mrs. George took a drag of her cigarette and arched her eyebrows questioningly. “If you are seeking my assistance, are you prepared to give yourself as a thank-you gift?"

Tyrone shook his head. “I've prepared other gifts for you."

“But I only want you."

“Mrs. George. Tyrone stared at Mrs. George calmly, his expression unwavering.

"ALL right," Mrs. George compromised. “What do you want me to do for you?"

If she couldn't be his lover, she could be his friend.

After hearing Tyrone's request, Mrs. George nodded her head. “It's not a big deal."

She sighed and continued, "Tyrone, your love for your wife is evident.

I can't help but envy her.”

After Tyrone left, Mrs. George gave the photo Tyrone had given her to her subordinates and asked them to bring the man in the photo to her as soon as possible.