Ice-Cold Ceo, Crazy Love

[Ben has left the hotel.]

Monica couldn’t help but have her eyes twinkle at the news.

She prided herself on having grown wiser recently.

It had never dawned on her before to have a pair of eyes within the film crew.

But this time, upon hearing that Susan was heading to Snowstock with the team, as if by a stroke of mischief, she managed to get someone on the inside to keep a watchful eye on Susan, looking for anything that might

incriminate her.

She hadn’t held much hope initially.

But who would’ve guessed it?

Susan had managed to pull something like this!

The informant she bribed found out.

Susan was overly familiar with an investor from the crew, a man named Eason.

Eason was quite blatantly wooing Susan.

And Susan, she was leading him on a merry dance, neither too close nor too distant, never outright rejecting him.

Upon receiving this news, Monica was thrilled beyond belief. She even suspected that Susan’s sudden trip to Snowstock was a ruse to frolic with this man.

She promised that she would give him a large sum of money as long as the production team got evidence of Susan cheating.

In order to make him work harder, she had paid a large sum in advance.

With money in hand, the informant was indeed more zealous.

He sent photos one after another.

To any observer, it was clear that Eason’s looks towards Susan were laden with unspoken words.

The only hiccup was that, from the photos alone, Susan could still claim that it was merely Eason’s one–sided passion.

She needed more solid evidence.

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Monica wasn’t in a hurry, though. If Susan was indeed flirting, capturing evidence was just a matter of time.

But what she hadn’t anticipated was Ben’s arrival.

With Ben in the picture, any plans Susan had for an affair had to be put on ice.

But now, with Ben gone, could Susan still play the part of the loyal one?

As long as Susan did something out of line.

Her men would find a way to take photos of the evidence. At that time, they would see how Susan would defend

herself.

Monica’s mind raced with excitement.

Without wasting any moment, she bought a plane ticket to Snowstock.

She would strike when the time was ripe.

Once in Snow Town, Monica holed up in a hotel not too far from the action. She kept a low profile, her presence in the town almost ghost–like.

One day passed.

Two days passed.

Time passed bit by bit.

Monica’s anxiety began to creep in.

According to her informant, Eason had been cooped up in his room as if he had taken the wrong medicine, not venturing out at all.

With him not leaving his room, there was no way he could be bothering Susan.

How on earth would she get her evidence now?

Surely this trip couldn’t be for nothing!

While Monica was stewing in her frustration.

At 10 p. m., she suddenly received a video.

In the video.

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Eason was knocking on Susan’s door, saying something that couldn’t be made out. Whatever it was, Susan let him into her room.

[It’s been half an hour, and Eason hasn’t come out.] The Informant texted.

Half an hour and still no sign of him leaving?

Monica perked up instantly.

In the dead of night, alone together, what could Eason and Susan possibly be up to?

Monica thought with a hint of sarcasm. Even her toes could do the guessing.

[The curtains are drawn tight and I just can’t get any more pictures.] The informant said helplessly.

Monica chuckled. “No worries, you’ve done more than enough! Leave the rest to me.”

It didn’t matter if he couldn’t get it.

In this world, there was another word that caught the adulterous couple in bed!

When the time came, she would gather a crowd, and then see Susan’s true colors.

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The more Monica thought about it, the more excited and pumped up she got.

After a quick touch–up, she was out the door.

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Monica had seen Thomas in the photos sent by her informant earlier.

Monica was so fixated on snagging Ben that she hadn’t paid much attention to Thomas.

But now, Thomas could prove useful.

Without a second thought, Monica dialed Thomas‘ number.

“Monica?” Thomas‘ voice held a note of hesitation.

It had been a long while since Monica had reached out

out to him.

“Thomas.” Monica’s voice was dripping with sweetness. “Are you by any chance in Snowstock right now?”

Thomas was taken aback. “How did you know?”

Monica concocted a reason on the fly. “I asked your mom, she told me.”

Thomas‘ grip on the phone tightened, a flicker of emotion passing through.him.

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Monica had she really gone out of her way to ask his mother about his whereabouts?

Despite knowing he shouldn’t, Thomas felt an unaccountable thrill.

He lowered his voice. “Why are you asking about this?”

“Oh.” Monica feigned shyness, her words tinged with a subtle suggestion. “I don’t know why, but I just suddenly felt the urge to know where you were.”

Thomas‘ heart raced even faster.

He always knew Monica had many flaws.

But no matter how many flaws she had, the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was that gentle smile.

He felt a fire burning in his heart, as if nothing was important.

‘I’m right now downstairs from your hotel. Thomas, I want to see you. Can you come down and meet me?” Monical asked softly.

Thomas was taken aback for a moment.

Monica was right below his hotel at this moment?

Had she come for him?

For some reason, Thomas didn’t feel elation but a twinge of panic.

Theresa was already avoiding him.

As soon as Monica arrived, if Susan and Rose saw it, they might have to say something in front of Theresa.

Wouldn’t that make Theresa avoid him even more?

This thought, although complex, was fleeting.

Thomas quickly shook his head.

He was here to see Theresa, to complete a task.

If Theresa didn’t want to see him, well, it seemed it wasn’t the end of the world.

“It’s really cold outside. Can you come down quickly?” On the other end, Monica continued to speak in her soft,

gentle voice.

Thomas took a deep breath. “Alright, I’ll be right down.”

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He threw on his coat and hurried downstairs.

The overwhelming snow from his first day had subsided to a gentle sprinkling of snowflakes.

Monica was wearing a white coat and a plain sweater hat as she stood in the snow.

From a distance, it looked pure and flawless.

Thomas couldn’t help but be momentarily entranced.

Hearing his approach, Monica turned and greeted him.

Then, a brilliant smile appeared on her face. “You are here.”

Thomas found himself more bewildered than ever.

A few minutes later, Monica followed Thomas into the hotel.

“Thomas, I heard that the crew of Love in Bitter Winter is staying at this hotel. Are you familiar with them?” Monica

inquired.

Thomas hesitated for a moment. “Somewhat.”

In reality, he had been spending quite a bit of time on set with Rose recently, often lending a hand when the crew was swamped. Through these interactions, he had become relatively well–acquainted with them.

Monica looked at him eagerly. “I heard the male lead of the movie is the award–winning actor Henri. I’m a big fan of his. Do you think I could meet him?”

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Thomas was taken aback. “I don’t know him well, but I can ask around for you.”

“Thank you,” Monica said quickly. “But I have a better idea. It must be hard for you all to find authentic French cuisine here, right? I’ve brought a top–notch chef with me, and he’s already prepared a feast that can be delivered soon. How about you invite everyone from the crew for a meal? If Henri is willing to come, I could meet him without any fuss.”

“This… Thomas hesitated.

“Just help me out this once,” Monica said.

Unable to resist her pleading look, Thomas nodded in agreement.

Monica reminded him, “I heard Susan is also here. We don’t get along, so to avoid an awkward situation, it’s probably best not to invite her.”

Thomas didn’t give it much thought and casually agreed.