Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 508: Did this mean there was a woman in Greyson's apartment? In that moment, Candice felt the urge to leave. Her only intention was to return Greyson's briefcase; she had no interest in his personal life. Initially, she even thought of leaving it outside his apartment door. However, upon noticing the door was open, she had entered instead. She hesitated momentarily. Just as she was about to turn and leave, a sudden sound from the living room made her stop. It sounded like a groan from Greyson. It was followed by a woman's voice: "Ah, be gentle. It hurts..." Candice was stunned.

The voice sounded all too familiar-it was Madilyn. How could this be possible? Why was Madilyn in Greyson's apartment? Shock overwhelmed her, causing her to lose her balance. Desperately, she reached out to steady herself against the wall, inadvertently pressing all the switches in the living room. In an instant, the room erupted with a series of clicks. The living room was suddenly flooded with light, as bright as day, leaving nowhere for anything to hide. Subconsciously, Candice turned around, only to witness an unsettling scene not far away.

At the far end of the living room, the sofa was in disarray, and clothes were strewn across the floor. Madilyn lay naked on the floor. Greyson's shirt remained unbuttoned, his belt discarded. Items on the table were scattered, creating a mess. The smell of alcohol permeated the room. Lαtєѕt чhαptєrs in gɑlnovеѕ.o In the harsh glare of the lights, there was nowhere for secrets to hide. Suddenly, Greyson let out a roar. "Why are you here?" Greyson's furious voice startled Candice, causing her to instinctively step back, thinking he was angry with her.

In her haste, the back of her head collided with the decoration cabinet, producing a loud crash. "Ah!" she cried out in pain, accidentally dropping the briefcase she was holding. It hit the floor with a loud thud. The noise immediately drew the attention of Greyson and Madilyn in the living room. Minutes earlier, Greyson, who had been drunk, was regaining consciousness and trying to rise from the floor. However, he felt someone's presence beside him-arms wrapped around his chest. With a pounding headache, he struggled to open his eyes. The scent of perfume instantly disgusted him.

Since Candice never wore perfume, he knew it couldn't be her. . . .