My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

“Orion, are your fever brought down?”

Orion stood up, his clear eyes sparkling with a hint of mirth, “Xan, did you call just to check on me?”

On the high–definition screen, Orion’s poised figure and slightly curled lips were clearly reflected. The executives were taken aback, staring at him in amazement.

That breezy demeanor, that tender, indulgent voice was this the same chairman who was usually so cold and decisive?

“Uh, what’re you doing right now?” Xanthea dodged his question, trying to change the subject.

“Nothing much,” Orion stepped out of the boardroom.

“Nothing much?”

“Who’s Chairman Lockwood talking to? He seems totally different from his usual self!”

“Who’s this Xan, anyway? Managed to pull the Chairman out of such an important meeting? NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

As soon as he left, the room buzzed with speculation.

Only Cedric, who knew the truth, raised an eyebrow. Besides Ms. Nightshade, no one else could pull the CEO out of such an important meeting with just a few words.

“Oh, good to hear you’re fine. Actually, there’s another thing. The film crew needs a horse ranch last minute, and our usual spot is booked. The director asked me to ask you if we could possibly use your private ranch in the northern areas of Crestwood?”

Xanthea revealed her true intention, and there was a brief silence on the line.

Xanthea thought to herself, “Oh no, did I upset him after all that fake small talk?”

“Don’t worry we can pay rent. It’s just that the budget is a bit tight.”

“How much?”

*50 thousand,” after that, Xanthea quickly added, “and if you think that’s not enough, we can negotiate!”

She was prepared to pay out of her own pocket if necessary. After all, this movie wasn’t about making.

money.

Orion responded, “It’s not about the money. Gallop Glade Ranch has never been rented out before.”

Hearing the refusal in his calm voice, Xanthea still pushed for her film’s schedule, Then what’s the issue? If you lend the ranch, we can meet any condition you set!”

“Any condition?”

Orion’s voice lifted slightly, though his tone remained emotionless.

Xanthea replied, Yes, anything you want!”

“I want you”

“What?”

Xanthea was taken aback, not quite catching his words until he repeated slowly, “I want you to spend a

night with me.”

Her eyes widened in shock, her pupils visibly trembling, “Orion! You jerk, despicable, shameless. pervert! How can you even say something like that?”

Like a cat with its fur standing on end, she started hurling abuse. But halfway through, she heard his voice laced with puzzlement, “Just like those previous nights, what’s the matter?”

Xanthea’s rant stopped abruptly, and she felt mortified.

“W–Why didn’t you just finish your words in one time?”

“Did

you

think I meant something else?” Orion’s eyes twinkled mischievously, “You got so angry; did you think I wanted to have sex?”

“To have sex, my foot!” She cursed secretly, “Try me if you dare continue the sentence!”