Rebecca Quentin truly had to hand it to a certain someone... When she had already collapsed on the bed and had no strength at all to argue with him, he was full of energy and got up from bed after a satisfying meal. Exhausted, Rebecca Quentin fell into a deep sleep... She slept until the afternoon and finally got up after getting enough rest. After bathing, Rebecca Quentin was about to leave the room, but unintentionally saw Howard Geoffrey, who was currently in the study, communicating with his subordinates via video call. He was elegantly and fluently discussing official affairs in English with company employees, looking refined, calm, restrained, and stylish. He was completely different from his previous self in bed, especially now that he regained his authority and dignity in front of his subordinates. He looked disciplined and was a perfect representation of a successful young man. However, who would have thought... Rebecca Quentin couldn’t help but glance at him disdainfully, thinking in her heart, "Clothed pervert" is probably the best description for this kind of person... On the beach, Rebecca Quentin faced the sea, lost in thought. Perhaps because she was too immersed in her thoughts, she didn’t hear the footsteps behind her. By the time Rebecca Quentin reacted, Howard Geoffrey had already embraced her waist from behind. Howard Geoffrey kissed her cheek, and whispered softly in her ear, "Why didn’t you tell me when you woke up?" His warm breath tickled her ear, and she couldn’t help but push away his head buried in her neck, irritably saying, "Go away!" Howard Geoffrey seemed accustomed to clinging to her and continued to kiss her ear, mumbling, "What were you thinking about just now?" Rebecca Quentin unceremoniously blurted out, "Skyler Jones!" Howard Geoffrey suddenly bit her fair shoulder blade heavily. "AH, it hurts! What’s gotten into you?" Rebecca Quentin struggled. Howard Geoffrey hugged her tighter, "I don’t want to hear other men’s names from your mouth." His deep and husky voice was tinged with jealousy. "He’s not another man, he’s my fiancé!" Howard Geoffrey straightened Rebecca Quentin’s body, so they were face to face, and he smirked evilly, "Is that so? Should I call him again and tell him his ’fiancée’ has been in my bed for the past two days?" Rebecca Quentin furrowed her brows, "I won’t let this go so easily with you!" Howard Geoffrey gazed at her dazzling eyes, his lips curling playfully, "Then let’s take all my life to settle this account!" All my life, this was the first time she heard him mention such a long-lasting commitment... As if it was an illusion, she looked up at his handsome face with a trace of disbelief. Howard Geoffrey encircled her waist, his tone gentle, soft, and domineering, "I don’t care what your thoughts are right now. From now on, you can only be mine." Her heart might be immersed in the sincerity and warmth of his confession at this moment, but the pain of the past has left an indelible wound in her heart. She has become too afraid to have any more hope, whether his words are true or false, she no longer wishes to touch them... even if the result is her being alone for the rest of her life. "Heh." Rationality pulled back Rebecca Quentin’s almost lost heart as she let out a pained laugh and uttered softly, "Have you ever thought that by saying these words to me now, are you being fair to Christine Quinn, whom you care about the most?" Howard Geoffrey’s attempt at explanation was interrupted by a servant who hurried over. "Boss, your phone has been ringing for a long time." The servant came to deliver the phone, respectfully holding it in front of Howard Geoffrey. Although Howard Geoffrey ignored it, Rebecca Quentin calmly spoke before he could say anything, "Answer the phone, we have nothing to talk about." On the phone was Roger Leonard’s voice. "Dora, are you enjoying your success and being surrounded by beautiful women now?" Howard Geoffrey impatiently said, "Get to the point." Feeling Howard Geoffrey’s coldness, Roger Leonard raised his voice, "Oh, why does your voice sound a little frustrated? Is baby Becca not behaving very well?" Howard Geoffrey frowned in displeasure. "Oh, I forgot, ’baby’ isn’t a term I should be using. Dora, I’ll give you this exclusive nickname back..." At this moment, Roger Leonard was obviously making fun of having heard Howard Geoffrey call Rebecca Quentin that way in the video. Howard Geoffrey’s face darkened, "Get to the point." It seemed that Roger Leonard could feel Howard Geoffrey’s anger over the phone, so he cleared his throat and said in a serious tone, "Uh, Dora, actually, I don’t want to disturb your lovey-dovey life with your future sister-in-law. The main thing is that the situation is a bit complicated, and I can’t solve it by myself..."