A Wrong Surrogate for the CEO-Chapter 138: New world cosmetics

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Chapter 138: New world cosmetics

Lisa returned home after her son and daughter in-law took off to Florida. Laura was with the twins, she took on the role of a nanny so well that anyone who sees her with the kids wouldn’t doubt that she’s not their mom.

Lisa was happy, she’s a grandmother and her son is happy. The news trending was proof that her son wasn’t a sterile man like Vivian made them and the entire city to believe he was. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

But one thing troubles her mind, Ms Benny. It’s a fact, that she used that old woman to do what she ordinarily wouldn’t ever thought of doing. She served a jail term for months and eventually lost her job with Curtis.

Is it right that she’s happy with her son and daughter in-law now while that poor woman perhaps still dwells on the guilt of what she made her do? She needs to find that woman and apologise to her.

"Mom,are you following this trending news online? Everyone is dragging Vivian online and demanding that she comes online and take back her words about Curtis. I feel happy that the table has turned this time and it’s not looking good at all" Laura chimed.

"This is good dear. It’s the time for reckoning and the past needs to be dug out in order to strengthen things up. She ruined Curtis’ reputation that year, it’s her turn to be called out now" Lisa replied with a loud chuckle.

"And the most interesting thing is this mom, back then, Curtis didn’t step out to defend himself nor debunked Vivian’s accusations, and this time, I doubt if he would be doing that" Laura squealed

"I know my son Laura, he isn’t going to say anything about the trending news. That’s how composed he is" Lisa declared confidently.

Meanwhile in Florida, Curtis had stepped out briefly to have a meeting with another business associate. He had informed him he would be in Florida that day and would want them to meet up.

Mr Rian Whiteson shook hands with Curtis Rodney and congratulated him on his wedding and hoped he had a nice time with his wife visiting the finest places in Florida.

"Thank you Mr Rian" Curtis appreciated and the duo got down to business. Mr Rian had come along with his lawyer and two business associates.

"All you wanted has been arranged. You are now the highest share holder in the New World cosmetics company. I have succeeded in persuading the shareholders to sell part of their shares and it all has been procured in your company’s name" Mr Rian Whiteson informed.

He doesn’t know what interests Mr Curtis in his nephew’s small company despite owning such a large conglomerate. Anyways he wanted him to help him in procuring those shares and he’d done it.

He is out for gain and Curtis Rodney happens to offer him a triple amount of what those shares would cost and he definitely would offer his loyalty and services to the highest bidder.

"That’s fine, can I see the proof of ownership now?" Curtis demanded as Mr Rian Whiteson beckoned to his lawyer and he presented it before Curtis. He flipped through the pages of the certification and nodded.

"Nice doing business with you, Mr Rian"Curtis declared, satisfied with the older man’s prompt cooperation. He needs this to begin his revenge on Greg Whiteson, he’s supposed friend and best man on his wedding to Vivian.

He might have thought he had forgotten. Or that he found no way to debunk Vivian’s claim, he’d heard that he said the reason why he chose to be quiet all along was because Vivian was right and if he comes out to counter her words, the scandal would blow farther and stay longer.

So according to Greg, he was indeed a sterile man and incapable of making Vivian a mother. His silence was a confirmation that Vivian was right.

Greg was just a friend from his college days and he chose him to work as one of the partners with his company. He thought he was a friend. But what did he do, drill his fiancée behind him.

"Same here, Mr Rodney" Mr Rian responded. As the two parties parted ways, a broad smirk spread over Curtis’ face. It’s time to dance, and he was ready for a dance and this time, he is the one, holding the drumstick.

He took his phone and called Lazarus "Ruin the New age cosmetics company before nightfall today!" He ordered and hung up. This is nice, his honeymoon was about to begin.

He returned to the hotel reservation that he and Lara were occupying. She had showered and dressed in a beautiful loose gown, her hair unbounded and left to scatter over her shoulders and back.

"I was about calling you honey, let’s go to the beach and bask under the setting sun" Lara declared and turned herself to face him. She knew he was the one, she didn’t need to look before knowing.

He stepped out with the room lock and could come in without her having to open the door for him. But more than that, his cologne can be smelled from afar. He went away longer than she’d expected.

But turning to glance at him, he stood at a point, staring at her lustfully, his eyes roaming all over her body. Lara blushed as she saw his eyes rest on her open cleavage.

"Did you hear me at all?" Lara asked before adding quickly "Let’s stop by and grab something to eat" she felt his eyes made a certain part of her pulsate.

"Yeah, I made an order, it will arrive soon, but I don’t feel hungry at all,on the contrary, I feel aroused, my wife," Curtis teased and walked over to her, pulling her into his arms.

They’ve been together for a while but those times were mostly when she was pregnant. But seeing her perfect body and full boops which seem clumned against each other through her cleavage, he became hardened.

Her long straight legs, beautiful and glittering skin. Her hair over her shoulders was tempting to him. She looked seductive at that moment and as her husband, he had to express how grateful he was, to own her body henceforth.

"Curtis, I think we should..." she was saying when he captured her lips in his "I think I should fuck you briefly" he declared and kissed her.

Lara kissed him back, her hands crossed over his shoulders. Curtis’ hands pressed her ass against his hardness, and gently went circular, as he intensified the kissing.

Lara paused at intervals to catch her breath as she felt her knees wobble. Sensing it, Curtis lifted her off her feet and held her against the wall as he let his lips linger from her lips to her collar bones....