Chloe couldn't hold back her tears any longer.It wasn't just that the man had humiliated her; she also wanted to slap herself.She had completely lost her dignity!She had squandered all her pride!She didn't know how long she sat there on the floor before finally standing up. Her legs felt numb as she stumbled to her room, collapsing onto her bed still fully dressed.Half-asleep, she heard soft voices nearby and opened her eyes to find daylight streaming through the windows.She grabbed her phone—it was already half-past eight!Oh no, she was going to be late!She tried to get up quickly, but a sharp pain in her back made her gasp and collapse back onto the bed.The events of the previous night flooded back, filling her with shame and anger.Whenever she encountered this man, she was the one who got hurt.She looked at herself in the mirror, seeing the clear bite marks on her lips. She unbuttoned her clothes and saw a large bruise spreading across the right side of her back, a mix o
It was 9:00 PM again, and as usual, Chloe arrived at Blues for her shift.The shame she felt was overwhelming. The wound on the corner of her mouth was noticeable, and even lipstick couldn't conceal it. No matter where she went today, people couldn't help but stare at her.Blues had always been a peaceful place, largely because Mag was generous and never made enemies. But it was still a bar, a place where unsavory characters were bound to mix in.Worried about attracting unnecessary trouble, Chloe carefully wrapped a silk scarf around her face.However, today was destined to be anything but peaceful.The regular patrons, accustomed to the aloof and unapproachable pianist, admired her quiet elegance. They didn't mind her unusual behavior today. In fact, the soft blue scarf only added to her mystique, making her seem even more noble and refined. It tempted people to uncover her hidden beauty.The guests continued their revelry while casting intrigued glances at the pianist, all the whil
The gang members froze when they heard that familiar voice. Their hearts skipped a beat as they turned around to see a tall man standing at the entrance. Their faces instantly changed color, and cold sweat began to drip down."Ge... Geoff..." The bald man's face turned ashen, his posture submissive as he wiped his sweat with a trembling hand.Finally freed, Chloe quickly grabbed a tattered cloth to cover her exposed undergarments, her heart pounding wildly. Without time to dwell on her fear, she hurriedly knelt down to cover Mag's body."Mag..." Chloe cried, gently patting Mag's face, desperate to wake her up.Geoffrey walked closer, his gaze briefly resting on Chloe, who was still crying and trying to rouse Mag. Then he shifted his focus back to the bald man."Geoff..." The bald man's voice quivered with fear, the arrogance he had just displayed vanishing as he trembled like a coward.Slap— Slap—The crisp sound of two slaps echoed through the air. Geoffrey blew on his hands, then ki
Geoffrey didn't push the issue when Chloe denied it. He started the engine. "I'll take you home!" The black Bentley shot into the night like an arrow.Chloe pouted, wanting to shout for him to stop, but looking around at the deserted, pitch-black wilderness and the late hour, where could she find a taxi?Either way, she was doomed! She might as well see if this man was truly a beast or just pretending to be a gentleman.Screech—The car came to an abrupt halt, and Chloe, who had been dozing off, lurched forward, only to be caught by the man's quick reflexes. She ended up falling right into his chest.The collision of her forehead against his chest snapped her awake. This man had done it on purpose! He was indeed bad news!Her eyes flared with anger as she tried to push him away, but her hands, still clutching her torn clothes, couldn't let go. She could only squirm in an attempt to shove him away with her shoulder."We've arrived at your home." The man ignored the fire in her eyes, in
"What are you doing?" Chloe cried out in terror as Lionel leaned in, biting her lips."Ugh... Get off me! I've signed the divorce papers; you have no right to touch me... Ugh..." Chloe couldn't believe her misfortune. She had escaped one predator only to come home to another. Why couldn't she escape her bad luck?Summoning strength from somewhere deep inside, Chloe managed to free her hands and slapped Lionel hard across the face.Slap!Lionel's head snapped to the side, and when he turned back to face her, his eyes were filled with even more malice. They were like a stormy sea, dark and terrifying."I'll show you whether I have the right to touch you!"He looked like he was about to tear her apart. Chloe's hand froze in mid-air, her eyes full of fear."Ah!" Chloe screamed as Lionel grabbed her and marched toward the bathroom."No! Let me go!" Chloe struggled, scratching and hitting, but Lionel's grip didn't loosen at all. She had completely enraged this beast.Cold water poured down
It was late at night.Grace was startled awake by the sound of Lionel rummaging through drawers. She quickly threw on a robe and found him frantically searching for something. "Sir, what are you looking for?" she asked, astonished."Where's the antiseptic ointment?" Lionel continued to search without even glancing up.In this household, Lionel never had to do anything himself, so how would he know where the damn ointment was?"Sir, are you hurt?" Grace asked, concerned. Seeing the displeased look on Lionel's face, she quickly corrected herself, "Oh, it's not there. I'll get it for you right away."Grace watched Lionel rush upstairs with the ointment, confused. She had just looked him over and didn't see any injuries. Could it be... that woman?! No, impossible! Lionel would never care about any woman other than Joa!And certainly not someone as undeserving as her!Despite the anger in his eyes, Lionel's touch was unexpectedly gentle as he applied the ointment, even though he didn't rea
Chloe checked the time; it was already nine o'clock!After the terrifying events of the previous night, she felt exhausted and decided she needed a few days to rest. She immediately picked up the phone."Hello, sir, I'm sorry, but I won't be able to come for your daughter's piano lessons for the next few days...""Hello, ma'am, I'm terribly sorry, but I'll need to take a few days off... Yes... thank you..."After hanging up, Chloe let out a sigh of relief.Wait! Mag! How could she have forgotten about Mag?The thought of Mag made Chloe panic. Last night, she had just watched as Mag was taken away, and then she had fainted!If anything had happened to Mag... she'd never forgive herself! In this indifferent world, apart from Cynthia, Mag was the only other person she cared about.Trembling, she dialed the phone. It rang for a long time before it was finally answered. Mag's slightly hoarse voice came through, "Chloe...""Mag, are you okay..." Hearing Mag's voice made Chloe's heart trembl
"What's wrong?" Cynthia, noticing Chloe's reaction, followed her gaze and glanced over. "Do you know him?"The man looked so familiar, like she had seen him in a magazine somewhere. Frowning, Cynthia tried to recall."No! How could I possibly know someone that rich?" Chloe denied hurriedly, her words stumbling over each other. She picked up her drink and looked out the window, trying to hide her unease.Lionel! That bastard is like a haunting ghost!In no time, Lionel had already approached."Cynthia, what are you doing here?" The woman next to Lionel, Moira, called out. Moira was a rising star, thanks to a recent drama series, and Cynthia used to be her personal makeup artist.In Moira's eyes, Cynthia, a mere makeup artist, had no business being in such an upscale restaurant."And why shouldn't I be here?" Cynthia shot back, her tone equally unfriendly.Moira was always condescending, and when they worked together, she constantly ordered people around. Now that she was famous, she tr
"Ah! I'll notify the guards right away..." The secretary exclaimed, her face pale with fear, fumbling to make a call until Amos barked at her to stop."Get out! Close the door! I can handle this myself." Amos said sternly, and the secretary, trembling, shot him a glance before quickly exiting and shutting the door.Although Chloe had plunged the broken bottle into Amos's chest with fury, she was terrified herself, her face as pale as a sheet.She couldn't understand what had given her such courage. Trembling, she withdrew her hand, nervously twisting her fingers together."How could you be so cruel to me..." Amos gazed at her, pain flashing in his eyes.He ripped the broken bottle from his chest and tossed it into the trash. The wound wasn't deep, but the blood that splattered out was alarming. He felt pain, not just from the injury, but from a deeper heartache, as if the bottle had pierced countless wounds within him, making it hard to breathe.
Chloe rushed out of the villa, heading toward the Latham residence.As she reached the entrance, she saw several servants gathered outside. Lisa was being led by one servant, crying, while the others could not hold back their tears either.When Lisa saw Chloe, she immediately threw herself into Chloe's arms, sobbing uncontrollably. "Chloe... Waaa... My dad was taken away... I want my dad... Can you take me to see him?"Lisa's big eyes were red and swollen, her fair cheeks streaked with tears. Chloe hugged Lisa tightly, gently wiping her tears and soothing her. "Lisa, don't cry. Your dad will be okay. He'll be back soon."Though she tried to comfort her, Chloe understood that politics were complicated—who could say for sure?Having worked as a tutor for three years without incident, she had only limited interactions with Marcus but knew he wasn't the type to be corrupt.Once, she had witnessed someone claim Marcus had given him signific
(Flashback)That day, after Marcus and Chloe left Paradiso, Amos quickly followed suit.On the way back, he noticed something was off with his body. A chilling realization hit him: he had been slipped an aphrodisiac!No! Not just him—Marcus and Chloe had both been drugged! The red wine they drank had all come from the same bottle.Chloe had left with the drugged Marcus! His heart raced in panic. He ordered the driver to chase after Marcus; the amount he had drunk was excessive, and the effects of the drug were hitting hard and fast.It felt as if his body was about to explode, drenched in sweat. If he didn't find a woman soon, he might not survive!Just then, Flora's call came through."Amos, have you finished talking to your beloved? She's still waiting for you!" Flora's sugary voice made Amos wish he could reach through the phone and strangle her.This venomous woman must have orchestrated the whole thing!Amos gripped the phone tightly, growling through clenched teeth, "Where are y
After freshening up, food had been brought into the room, and the two sat in silence, as if nothing had happened, quietly eating.Chloe sat across from Lionel in revealing pajamas, boldly eating as if it were the most natural thing.In the past, she would have never dared to do this, rushing to hide under the covers after changing into her pajamas. But now, she was calm and collected in front of him, not a hint of embarrassment on her face.Her mind must be poisoned by the drugs!That was the only explanation Lionel could come up with.Strangely enough, he used to yearn for Chloe to wear such clothes and flaunt them in front of him, but now, seeing her sitting there made his eyes ache."Give me three million more, I need the money, and I'll pay you back however you want!" Chloe suddenly said, setting down her spoon. Her face remained cold, showing no shame despite asking for money.In the past, she would have scoffed at the idea of asking him for anything, yet now, her words flowed ou
As Chloe's awareness returned, shameful images flashed through her mind like scenes from a movie.She had thrown herself at Marcus, torn his clothes, and bitten his neck. They had held each other tightly on the bathroom floor...Oh God, how could she ever face anyone again?Despite her hazy consciousness, she vaguely remembered Lionel arriving just in time. It was he who had rescued her from the agony, not Marcus! Thankfully! Otherwise, she would have no choice but to die today.Relieved, yet the memories of her wild behavior started coming back.She had acted more disgracefully than a prostitute, and that thought broke her. Tears of frustration and sorrow streamed down her face.The proud woman she once was couldn't bear this version of herself. She was disgusted with herself to the point of wanting to disappear.Her tears flowed like a river, but they couldn't wash away her shame.“Shh, don't cry,” Lionel said softly, gently patting Chloe's back as she regained her clarity.His voic
"Lion…" Even in her dazed state, Chloe managed to call out Lionel's name. The moment she saw him, all the pain and frustration she'd been holding in exploded to the surface. Tears flowed uncontrollably, like a dam breaking. She began to sob, "Help me… please… I'm in so much pain… I feel like I'm dying...""Lionel?" Lionel's arrival clearly startled him.As Lionel looked into the bathroom, the sight of the two people clinging to each other made his blood boil. Every muscle in his body screamed with rage, and he was ready to kill!The terrified doctor at the door stammered, "They've… been drugged."If Lionel hadn't been aware of this beforehand, he would've killed Marcus on the spot—mayor or not, it wouldn't have mattered.In a flash, Lionel stormed into the room, but thankfully, the worst hadn't happened yet. He felt a wave of relief, though Chloe's sobbing and the pitiful state she was in broke his heart.Bending down, he roughly shoved Marcus aside, took off his coat, and covered Chl
Screech—The tires of the Bentley screeched sharply against the ground as it came to a stop. The Latham family had been waiting outside, and the doctor was already prepared.Marcus leaped out of the car in haste. He knew that if Chloe reached for him again or if he gave in, he wouldn't have the strength to resist. His self-control was already hanging by a thread.A group of people quickly rushed to support him."Hurry, give her the medication!" He roared at the doctor, drenched in sweat.The group hurriedly helped both of them into the house, administering the medication separately.After a moment, the doctor reported, "This isn't just a regular aphrodisiac. It's a rare and potent toxin, and the dosage is incredibly high. Prolonged exposure could seriously harm the body, especially for the woman.""What are we supposed to do, then?" Marcus was on the verge of losing his mind. He could feel it—despite the IV drip, the burning sensation inside him hadn't lessened one bit."The best solu
Chloe's beautiful eyes were filled with a mix of fear and confusion as she glanced at Marcus beside her.Although flames flickered in Marcus's gaze, and he could hardly resist the urge to pull Chloe into his arms, sensing her panic and distress, he forced a soft smile and reassured her in a gentle voice, "Don't be afraid! We've been drugged! I won't hurt you!"Even though he tried his best to stay composed, the tremor in his voice was unmistakable, and the smile on his lips was tinged with a bitter helplessness.He lifted his head and looked ahead, struggling to give his assistant an order, "Drive faster! Get us to the hospital!""But…," the assistant hesitated, his face showing deep concern and anxiety. "Sir, with your status, going to the hospital in this condition could harm your reputation. I think it would be better if I arrange for a doctor to come to the house.""That's fine!""No!"Both Chloe and Marcus shouted at the same time.They exchanged a glance before Marcus spoke up,
"Miss Miler, have a drink." Marcus poured Chloe a glass of red wine and placed it in front of her. His sharp, narrow eyes lingered on Chloe, as if he could see straight into her heart.He knew she must have been terrified earlier—her face still hadn't regained its color. A little wine could help calm her nerves.Chloe understood his intention. She nodded slightly, picking up the glass and sipping it slowly.As the two men clinked their glasses and discussed business, Marcus appeared to be agreeable on the surface, but in reality, he had already made up his mind. He had plenty of ways to ensure Amos would take a loss without even realizing it—and be grateful to him for it.After all, he was a politician.It took only about ten minutes for them to reach an agreement.Marcus stood up and shook Amos' hand, saying, "Amos, it's getting late. Do you mind if I give her a ride home? Women—once they've cooled down, a little sweet talk will do the trick."His words were perfectly crafted. They a