No Wife, No Life Chapter 133

Harper's face was calm, her gaze drifting out the window, lost in memories from years ago.

"Molly and I were high school classmates. She has a gentle and introverted disposition, always keeping to herself. It was only later, through a study group, that I learned she was raised by her grandmother."

"Her father, during a drunken incident, accidentally killed her mother and has been serving a prison sentence ever since. She has endured discrimination from a young age."

She paused, then continued, "I was in a similar situation back then, so we bonded over our shared struggles. Later, Molly's grandmother fell gravely ill, and her family could no longer afford her education. It was I who supported her financially, enabling her to complete her university studies."

"My relationship with Molly was strong, but she had her own secrets. I often had no idea what she was up to. She only showed up when I was feeling down or needed help."

Harper turned to Caden, smiling. "To me, she's a strong girl."

Mentioning Molly made Harper's eyes crinkle with affection.

She genuinely liked her friend.

After all these years, their relationship had always been good and honest.

Caden almost laughed out loud.

When it came to emotions, Harper always seemed a bit naive.

But since Molly didn't want her to know, he pretended to be oblivious.

He casually opened his phone and found a blurry photo taken by his assistant.

It clearly showed Arthur Davis and a woman in profile.

Upon closer inspection, the woman was unmistakably Molly.

Molly was Arthur's secret lover.

On her eighteenth birthday, she had boldly climbed into Arthur's bed and slept with him.

Meanwhile, in a luxurious, discreet car in the underground garage, Arthur's gaze was cold as he looked at Molly.

Molly's heart raced, but she maintained a gentle smile. "Mr. Davis, your gaze is making me somewhat uneasy."She lowered her eyes, her voice soft. "And what about the things I asked you to help me with, Mr. Davis?"

Arthur's eyes lingered on her delicate face, then drifted to her chest.

"Whether I help you depends on your performance." His gaze was suggestive, filled with desire.

Molly understood his meaning.

She leaned into him, curling up in his lap like a compliant kitten.

Arthur said, "I wasn't satisfied last night. You know what I mean."

Molly stiffened, knowing he wanted to made love to her in the car.

She had engaged in more thrilling escapades during her years with Arthur, but this was the underground garage of Harper Apartments. If Harper were to discover them, she had no idea how she would handle the situation.

"Molly, you know the rules. If you want my help, you have to satisfy me." His tone was icy, purely transactional.

Molly knew he was always like this, devoid of emotion.

"I understand." She took a deep breath, trembling as she unbuckled Arthur's belt and straddled his lap.

Arthur's eyes narrowed in satisfaction, enjoying the moment.

His voice was low, dangerous. "Now, tell me what you want."

Molly's breath caught in her throat. "Help me investigate Caden. I want to know if he's sincere with Harper or if he has ulterior motives."

Once again, it was because of Harper.

Over the years, Molly had asked Arthur for countless favors, all for Harper's sake.

Sometimes, she wasn't sure if she was living for herself or for Harper.

Arthur said nothing, his hands gripping her waist, his movements more forceful.

He made a guttural sound, and Molly's expression twisted in pain.

It felt like an eternity before Molly could no longer hold on.

She nearly passed out when Arthur finally whispered in her ear, "Since you've satisfied me, I'll satisfy you."

However, with a status like Harper's, did she truly need Molly's assistance?

Maybe it was Molly who needed saving.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a soft bed, daylight streaming through the window.

Her body ached as she struggled to get up and opened the door.

Arthur was sitting on the couch, reading documents. He didn't look up and only asked indifferently, "Awake?"

Molly nodded, walking over to ask about the investigation results.

He looked up, his gaze cold enough to send shivers down her spine. "The information you wanted is on the table."

His tone was icy, devoid of any warmth.

"But I think your friend might not need your saving."

Molly's eyes lit up as she grabbed the documents and started reading.

It was the most detailed information on Caden, including his background, family connections, and even his past lovers, all clearly documented.

Indeed, Caden's background was relatively clean.

At the end of the report, there was a note about Harper's current status.

Harper wasn't just a secretary at the Lavien Group; she was also the true owner of HoloSphere Technologies.

Arthur was reminding her that Harper was never a simple person.

She was a formidable personality in her own right, not requiring reliance on Caden.

The emotional issues between her and Caden were purely their private affair. Harper's status and abilities were well-established, and even Caden might not be able to harm her.

Molly skimmed through Harper's information, a gentle smile on her lips. "Harper is amazing."

Arthur looked at her as if seeing her for the first time.

He couldn't understand her. To him, Molly wasn't an innocent, sweet girl. She was cunning, always scheming, like a beautiful but poisonous poppy.

But her mind was always on Harper.

Even though Harper had saved her in high school, Molly had thrown away her own life for her.

At that time, when Harper was planning to start her own company but lacked the initial capital, the young and spirited Molly took the initiative to contact Arthur, seducing him and embarking on her life as a clandestine lover.

Harper would never know that her first investment came from Molly's sacrifice.

Molly had given up her youth for that money.

Harper's success was built on Molly's suffering.

Of course, Harper would never know this, and Molly would never let her find out.

Arthur's voice was hoarse. "You've done so much for her. Don't you want her to know?"

Molly's eyes dimmed. Her life was already ruined; she didn't want to destroy Harper's too.

Molly said, "She doesn't need to know about me."