Chapter 332

Daniela only learned about the incident through the news later that day.

Cedric couldn't help but feel a twinge of worry,unsure if Daniela might still have lingering feelings for Alexander.

But the moment she heard about what happened,she turned to her secretary without hesitation and asked, "Alexander didn't go into my lounge room,did he?"

She had a meticulous streak and was a bit of a neat freak.

She couldn't tolerate anyone she wasn't close to intruding on her personal space, not even slightly.

"No, he didn't. Don't worry; I made sure it was locked beforehand." Disgust spread across Daniela's face. The mere thought of someone changing clothes in her office was utterly unacceptable to her.

Without hesitation, she instructed her secretary to have the entire office thoroughly disinfected.

The incident quickly caused Daniela to trend on social media.

It was likely a moment Alexander desperately wished the ground would open up and swallow him whole.

He was baffled, unable to comprehend how so many people had suddenly shown up or how things had escalated so dramatically.

The shareholders of Bennett Group pulled out their investments, and loyal clients abandoned ship. The company now teetered like a fragile house of cards on the verge of collapse.

Richard's anger reached such heights that he ended up being rushed to the hospital.

The city buzzed with mockery, and he felt like the butt of every joke.

Alexander gripped the steering wheel with such force that his knuckles turned stark white.

When he arrived at Katrina's place, she greeted him with a sneer. "Alexander, you're completely useless.You couldn't even manage such a small issue. Now,you've humiliated yourself on a national scale. And you still believe you can win Daniela back? That's nothing but a pipe dream."

Alexander shot Katrina a frosty glare. "You were the one who pushed me into this mess. Let me tell you,Katrina-if the Bennett family goes under, i'll be on your shoulders."

Having said that, he grabbed his luggage and walked out without a backward glance.

As he approached his car, his eyes caught sight of Joyce standing under a sprawling tree across the street.

Her lips curled into a derisive smile as she watched him.

Alexander had no intention of engaging and silently reached for his car door, but her voice rang out unexpectedly. "I can help you."

He froze mid-motion and turned to scrutinize her with narrowed eyes.

"Don't look at me like that," Joyce said coolly. "Doug may have his flaws, but when it comes to money,he's never stingy. In all of Olisvine, aside from Daniela, I'm your only chance at help."

He couldn't deny it.

Doug was indifferent to money and lavishly generous with the women in his life.

For him, tossing out a billion dollars was barely a stretch.

Joyce noticed the change in Alexander's eyes and gave him a casual smile.

She raised her wrist, showing overlapping red marks -some faint, others disturbingly deep.

The sight was unsettling, but she didn't seem to care at all.

"What's the catch?" Alexander finally asked, his voice guarded.

"Didn't you always look down on me? Didn't you believe I'd open my legs for money, letting men treat me as they pleased? Fine, Alexander. If you want my help, then you'll serve me in bed."

Her gaze turned colder as she went on, "You think I'm low and worthless? Maybe | am. But you're not any better. I want to shatter that pride of yours and show you the true power of money-that even a once-proud CEO like you can be made to bow. Didn't you parade around in that ridiculous outfit to see Daniela? Fine. I want you to put on that ridiculous outfit again, kneel at my feet, and serve me."

Joyce's words, though sharp as a blade, were born from a wound that ran deep. During the year she had been married to Alexander,she had endured relentless neglect and cold indifference.

His cold, dismissive stares had been a torment that haunted her every waking moment.

If Alexander thought she was beneath Daniela, then she would shatter that illusion herself.

She would strip away every ounce of his pride and turn him into a devoted, obedient slave at her beck and call.

The thought of his humiliation thrilled Joyce, sending a ripple of cruel satisfaction through her.

"In your dreams!" Alexander's fury boiled over, and he spat, "Don't even think about it!"

"Is that so?" Joyce replied with a confident smirk."You'll come around. I'll give you two days, Alexander -two days to realize your place. If you do, put on the clothes you wore for Daniela and meet me at this hotel." She then tossed a business card in his direction,hitting him squarely. "If you don't show up in two days, you'll lose the chance to ever seek me out again. So think it through."

With that, Joyce turned and strode off, her high heels clicking with confidence.

She was certain Alexander would show up.

His insecurities and his need to uphold his pride in front of others wouldn't let him stay away.

To Alexander, Bennett Group was his everything-his identity, dignity, and sense of worth.

So,he was bound to come back.

And when he did, he would end up being her most submissive slave.