Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart Chapter 1746: 1736: Skye Lawrence, Who Am I?

Chapter 1746: Chapter 1736: Skye Lawrence, Who Am I?

The other side.

Skye Lawrence was carried by a tall man into the nearest hotel.

She was dizzy and disoriented, the effects of the drug had reached its peak, and she was extrely uncomfortable. She kept moving around restlessly.

“Get out!”

“Yes, Young Master.”

The bodyguard left.

The Presidential Suite was left with only two people.

Oscar held her, kicked open the bathroom door, turned on the shower head, and sprayed water over her.

Skye Lawrence was burning all over, and the cold water did not improve her condition at all. Her face was still flushed, and she had a dazed look in her eyes.

Like a venomous snake, the man approached her, squatted down, and wordlessly rubbed the spot on her neck and shoulders where there were kiss marks, as if trying to scrub the skin off.

“Mmm…” Skye Lawrence was dizzy but not completely numb to sensation. She was just powerless and couldn’t move, but she still felt the pain.

Nevertheless, the man with the stony face seed oblivious, brutally rubbing her neck and shoulders until they were crimson, almost bleeding. Then he rinsed them coldly and heartlessly, as if trying to wash away the unclean marks.

Skye Lawrence frowned tightly, seemingly very resistant to such treatnt.

But now her frowning didn’t have the usual noble coldness; instead, it evoked an urge to ravage her.

Oscar’s Adam’s apple moved slightly, finally turning off the shower. He picked her up again, exited the bathroom, and threw her onto the bed.

Then he pressed her down, clasping her chin with his hand. Looking at that face, which even in this situation still gave off a dominating, untouchable vibe, his snake-like gaze fixed firmly on her. He called out, “Skye Lawrence.”

“…” The person below had beautiful but vacant eyes, not focusing on anything. Even as she was pinned down, she kept resisting and moving incessantly.

“Skye Lawrence, who am I?”

“Uu…” The person below was still in discomfort, resisting.

Oscar gazed deeply at her, eyes filled with excitent, depth, anger, and a complex indescribable emotion.

This woman never rembered who he was.

That’s right, how could she rember him? Rember a defeated opponent?

Back then, he was 22 years old, and had just taken over the operations of a branch office under Oscar’s conglorate. Competing for an order, he worked tirelessly, holding etings, researching, and negotiating with the other party.

He was about to seal his first deal when she unexpectedly learned the base price and his design plans at the auction.

She even acquired all his blueprints through business espionage.

The result was undeniably one-sided, he suffered a crushing defeat.

After the auction ended, he stopped her, asking why she did this. What did she say back then?

She said, in the business world, no one cares about how you win, only about who wins.

Then, with that proud and powerful look, she glanced at him and walked away.

The failure from that ti remained deeply etched in his heart. Ever since then, he continuously monitored her actions from the shadows.

Watching her grow from initial business involvent to transforming into the all-powerful First Young Lady of the Lawrence Family, an unattainable trumpet vine in the business world.

Initially he gathered these details because he wanted to beat her, to humiliate her as she humiliated him! But as he saw her progress step by step, for so reason, his initial desire to defeat her transford into a strange psychology.