After finishing a game of snooker, the battlefield naturally shifted to the bedroom.
It wasn't until the outdoor sky completely darkened that the master bedroom of the villa finally calmed down. Accompanied by a few soft murmurs, the light on the bedside table illuminated a messy scene, with a somewhat hazy atmosphere lingering in the air.
Both women were extremely exhausted and would have fallen into a deep sleep if the man hadn't turned on the light.
"My waist is going to break."
Jasmine Gary snaked around Simon's shoulder, whispering seductively into his ear while curiously watching his movements.
Nadja Orman also leaned in and found that Simon was filling out a checkbook.
Seeing the string of zeros quickly lined up under his pen, the two women subconsciously glanced at each other before looking away.
When Simon finished writing, both Jasmine Gary and Nadja Orman couldn't help but feel their hearts race.
If they weren't mistaken, this was a $10 million check.
$10 million!
In the afternoon, Simon had promised them each two apartments in New York. The two women originally thought that properties worth a few million would already be very generous, but they didn't expect the man to write a $10 million check.
Even with their current status, it would take them years to save up $10 million.
The peak period for supermodels is often very short.
However, the man beside them could write a $10 million check as easily as writing a $1,000 check, which was truly astonishing to them.
Hmm.
Maybe this wasn't meant for just the two of them.
Simon quickly dismissed their drifting thoughts, tearing off the check and putting it into Jasmine Gary's slightly parted mouth, confirming, "This is for you two. If you don't want to pay gift tax, make sure to find a good accountant. If the IRS catches you, it's none of my business."
As the $10 million check was handed over, Jasmine Gary carefully held it with her teeth, worrying that her saliva might wet the paper. Once Simon let go, she quickly took it down and held it in her hand, asking instinctively, "Simon, is this really for us?"
"Of course."
Simon put the checkbook back on the bedside table, turned over, and sat up against the headboard, saying, "There's one more thing I think I should make clear to you."
The two women listened attentively.
Simon glanced at the two beauties and said, "From now on, if you remain my exclusive vases for another year, you will be free."
Upon hearing this, the two women first felt a sense of relief, followed by inevitable apprehension.
They were made famous by Simon.
Not only that, but over the past few years, intentionally or unintentionally, they had received many resources and support from Simon.
Because of this, the circle regarded them as Simon's exclusive property.
To be honest, today was Jasmine Gary's first time sleeping with Simon. However, after being considered Simon's woman for two years, she had no complaints.
Not to mention the rapid rise in her career, she hadn't encountered any of the troubles that other models often faced during these two years. Her agency no longer exploited her commercial potential endlessly, high-ranking executives of major fashion magazines and well-known photographers didn't harass her, and even the big names in the fashion industry were very polite to her.
All of this was because she was considered Simon's woman.
Jasmine Gary enjoyed this feeling but couldn't help feeling guilty, wondering what would happen if people knew she hadn't actually slept with Simon.
Until today, a weight had been lifted from her heart.
Nadja Orman's experience in the past two years was essentially the same.
Now, with Simon suddenly saying this, the two women naturally had complex feelings.
They were both 22 years old.
With the fast turnover rate in the modeling industry, if other 22-year-old models hadn't made a name for themselves, they would be looking for other means of livelihood. Fortunately, they were now top supermodels, and their careers could sustain them for a long time.
Putting aside their careers, 22 was still very young.
Many girls at this age had just graduated from college and were entering society.
Therefore, continuing to be Simon's secret lovers for a few more years wasn't a big deal for them.
Their main concern was not knowing when Simon would let them go or if he was willing to let them go.
After all, the higher a man's status, the stronger his possessiveness usually was.
This man was already married and could never give them a proper status. If he kept them around indefinitely, it would definitely be a big problem.
Unexpectedly, Simon was so straightforward.
One year would pass quickly, with them hardly seeing him, and then, would he really let go? What would happen afterward?
After Simon finished speaking, he gave the two women some time to process, then patted them on the shoulders and said, "You can rest for a while. I'll have A prepare a late-night snack for you."
As Simon got out of bed, Nadja Orman finally reacted and asked, "Simon, what about you?"
Simon found his underwear and put it on, saying, "I'm going to attend a party in the city."
Jasmine Gary, admiring Simon's fit physique, asked, "Can we come with you?"
"It's a business party, not suitable for you. However, around this time next year, if you're still interested, I can take you to see this circle. If you're keen, you might even find a good husband."
Jasmine Gary pouted, "Simon, saying that really hurts me and Nadja."
Simon walked over, took Jasmine Gary's delicate chin in his hand, and kissed her cheek, saying, "I sincerely hope all the beautiful girls around me find good places. Wall Street men are more suitable for you than those in the fashion world who like sweet talk. Of course, this isn't absolute. Whether you can catch a good man depends on your own judgment."
Jasmine Gary wrapped her arms around Simon's neck and let him kiss her again before reluctantly letting go, her eyes sultry as she said, "Simon, do you know your tone just now was nothing like a lover's?"
"Oh, what should it be like?"
On the other side, Nadja Orman couldn't help but interject, "Father."
Simon laughed, pinching Nadja Orman's chin and said, "A very good play. We can try it tonight when I come back."
The two women, realizing the conversation had taken a wicked turn, immediately protested.
"Simon, you're too naughty."
"You terrible guy, you're only three years older than us."
After some playful banter, Simon found his shirt and gave his final instructions, "By the way, when you get up later, A will discuss some matters with you. Don't mind it; it's for the good of all of us."
After giving these instructions, Simon left the bedroom, went to another bathroom to take a shower, and changed his clothes before heading to the city with another woman.
After Simon left, the two women lay down again.
But after their conversation, neither could fall asleep.
After a moment of eye contact on the big bed, Jasmine Gary spoke first, whispering, "Nadja, it seems he didn't use protection."
Nadja Orman rolled her eyes, "Rest assured, it wasn't an illusion." Thinking back to previous encounters, Nadja Orman realized something and suddenly laughed, moving slightly on the bed, "I just realized why LTD arranged physicals for us recently."
"Huh?"
"Don't you get it?"
"Coward," Jasmine Gary realized, laughing softly and said, "Forty, you don't think he plans to take them all, do you?"
"I don't care, but a lot of people have been pretty scared these past two years."
Jasmine Gary nodded in agreement.
In recent years, with the incidents involving Magic Johnson and Zhenya, many people in fashion, entertainment, and sports circles had been more cautious.
They didn't expect Simon to be so direct.
This time, he even checked the entire Victoria's Secret team.
If someone else had done this, they might have felt offended. But because it was Simon Westeros, they subconsciously felt it was justified.
"Actually," Jasmine Gary continued, "I wasn't just talking about that. I'm in a dangerous period today."
Nadja Orman's eyes flickered, "If you accidentally get pregnant, what will you do?"
Jasmine Gary thought for a moment, "I just want to know what he will do."
Nadja Orman hesitated, shaking her head, "You'd better not think that way. Simon has been good enough to us. There's no future between us and him. If you use a child as leverage, it could end very badly."
Saying this, Nadja Orman seemed to be convincing herself as well.
Jasmine Gary paused, then nodded in agreement.
If he wasn't married, maybe it would be worth a try. But now, if something really happened, it could cause a big scandal.
After a moment of silence, Nadja Orman remembered something and said, "By the way, where's the check? Let me see. I've never seen a $10 million check before."
Jasmine Gary blinked innocently, "Didn't you put it away?"
"Simon clearly put it in your mouth. I didn't even touch it."
"Just now, um, maybe…" Jasmine Gary pretended to look around, then turned to Nadja Orman, "It's not here. Do you think he took it back?"
Nadja Orman, hearing this, also got up to search, finding nothing, and exchanged looks with Jasmine Gary.
This was $10 million.
Maybe he really regretted it and took it back.
Feeling uncertain, Nadja Orman noticed a glint of mischief in Jasmine Gary's eyes and pounced on her, "Liar, give me the check or I'll strangle you."
Jasmine Gary, caught, laughed as she blocked Nadja's attack, "Alright, alright, I'll show you. But don't grab there, you flat-chested girl."
"Do you think you're any bigger?"
"Just bigger than you."
After some playful scuffle, Jasmine Gary reluctantly handed over the check she had hidden, and they admired it together for a while before finally getting out of bed after another hour.
They were simply too hungry.
Although they wore sturdy autumn clothes today, they couldn't escape Simon's ravaging.
After a bath together, they put on robes and went downstairs.
The villa was brightly lit but felt somewhat empty. They wandered around before finally finding A woman watching TV and flipping through a file in a living room.
After greeting, Allison politely invited them to sit down, asked what they wanted to eat, and went to make arrangements.
The service team in the manor was comprehensive but usually didn't appear in the main villa.
She called over the chef from the annex to prepare dinner, and after a while, Allison returned with a tray holding two glasses of water and a blister pack of pills.
Handing the water to the two women, Allison also gave them each a pill, saying, "I think you might need this."
Nadja Orman and Jasmine Gary, feeling a bit embarrassed, still took the pills.
Allison took the empty glasses and asked, "Would you like something to drink?"
"Just coffee."
"Okay."
After bringing the tray away, Allison soon returned with coffee and two documents.
"These are confidentiality agreements. The boss asked you to sign them."
Both women were not unfamiliar with confidentiality agreements. Today's many peculiar details didn't surprise them much.
Nadja Orman took the confidentiality agreement from Allison, glanced through it, and looked up, "A, have you signed a confidentiality agreement?"
Allison nodded, "Of course, much stricter than what you have."
Jasmine Gary curiously asked, "So, if you break the confidentiality agreement, what will happen?"
Allison replied, "That depends on what it is."
Jasmine Gary thought for a moment and pointed to Nadja, "What if you tell the paparazzi about her being here today?"
Nadja Orman rolled her eyes. Are you not here too?
Allison shook her head, "I wouldn't do that."
"I mean, if."
"There's no if."
Nadja Orman interjected, "Alright, that's why A is Simon's most trusted person, and you're just a vase."
Jasmine Gary pouted.
She thought that if she were in Allison's position, she could do just as well.
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