Chapter 1393: Chapter 1393: Slept with Charlotte Thompson
However, Leon Battleson’s seemingly cheerful expression only filled Riley Thompson’s heart with unease.
She originally intended to grab Leon Battleson’s wrist, but Leon exerted a slight force and directly threw Riley next to George Robbins.
This unexpected action not only caught Riley off guard but also startled George.
The next second, Leon Battleson spoke flatly, uttering words filled with shocking intensity.
"So, what do you think? Would sleeping with her feel the same as sleeping with Charlotte Thompson?"
At this moment, not only George, but even Riley had an incredulous expression etched across her face.
She knew Leon Battleson was a madman, but this version of him...
"No, no, no..." George stammered, shaking his head in fear, barely able to form a coherent sentence.
"Why? Is she not attractive enough?" Leon’s voice carried an air of curiosity.
George opened his mouth but found himself at a loss for words.
"I recall you having a particular preference for women of her type and appearance."
Leon touched his chin thoughtfully and added, "Or is it because she’s still clothed that you don’t find her appealing enough?"
As Leon’s words fell, Riley’s pupils immediately constricted. Her hand pressed against the carpet, clenching until her fingertips turned pale.
Though she tried to steady her breathing, her trembling lips betrayed the fear simmering in her heart.
"Why aren’t you moving?"
Leon cast a nonchalant glance toward Riley, a look that was drenched with unmistakable intent.
In an instant, Riley’s complexion turned ashen.
Yet, facing Leon’s gaze, Riley dared not utter a single word. She wasn’t ignorant of what kind of person Leon was.
She knew defying him would lead to disastrous consequences.
With trembling fingers, Riley slowly began to undo the buttons on her clothing, revealing her skin, though her body quaked even more violently with every action.
George, standing nearby, didn’t dare to glance even for a moment. His face shifted dramatically as he quickly approached Leon with a question:
"Young master, when will I have the chance to meet Mr. Battleson?"
George’s inquiry drew Leon’s gaze away from his wine glass and back to George’s face. A flicker of displeasure crossed his features, though it faded too quickly for anyone to catch it.
"Ah, that matter."
Leon spoke unhurriedly, "Once Justin Battleson’s business is handled, then you can meet my father. I’m sure my father will be thrilled to know he has such a capable subordinate as you."
"That’s all thanks to your keen leadership, Young Master." George responded flatteringly, quickly adding, "I will help you reclaim the Battleson Group’s inheritance from Justin Battleson and return it to its rightful owner—you!"
"With you here, I feel much more assured." Leon smiled brightly at George.
"Back then, Mr. Battleson saved my life, and you, as his son, deserve my loyalty. That bastard Justin is completely unworthy of inheriting the Battleson Group!"
George’s words spilled out as he tried to make sense of why Mr. Battleson had entrusted the inheritance to Justin Battleson in the first place.