Chapter 0004

MAVIN WHITE:

"Who was that woman?" I stared at Sir Adam angrily. The last thing I remembered was sending him to get me a glass of water while I was going through my grandfather's will.

Grandpa wanted me to marry by force, but I didn’t want to.

I was the only son and child of my parents. My father didn’t marry my mother; instead, he went on to marry another woman. When I was young, my mom was a stripper and a club addict, so Grandpa had to raise me alone. He left all his properties to me instead of my father and his wife.

I hated women with a passion. I couldn’t believe that my own mother was consumed by lust and pleasure, turning a blind eye to me and abandoning me when I needed her the most.

I was 29 years old now, and my grandpa wouldn’t stop reminding me that I was getting old.

"Mavin, you need to marry so you can have a successor," Grandpa kept reminding me, as I was his favorite grandson.

Grandpa had other granddaughters and grandsons from his daughters, but he never looked at them the way he looked at me whenever they visited. He would say, "They're all bearing their father's surname and not mine."

"You need to marry, Mavin. Give me a great grandson before I pass away," Grandpa kept repeating to me daily like a national anthem. This time, I was enraged; that water wasn’t ordinary.

I felt as hard as a rock and really needed a woman to have séx with. I was burning hot, and the pain in my member was immeasurable; it hurt as if it wanted to explode.

"Adam! I’ll ask you for the last time before I involve the police: What did you do to me, and who was that lady I saw on my bed this morning?"

I didn’t want to believe that I had slept with that pretty yellow lady. The way she stared at me in surprise with her big round blue eyes admiring me shocked me. I had never seen a lady with such large, beautiful eyes. They looked stunning on her face as she blinked at me like a doll and stared at me like a dummy.

Her skin looked soft and pampered. I knew from the moment I woke up and set my eyes on her that she was a rich man's daughter. Her innocence was evident in her face and movements.

As much as I hated women around me, I hadn’t thought I would sleep with one so soon. Most of my female staff knew better than to try to seduce me at work, or they would be fired immediately.

I had never slept with a lady before and couldn’t remember what happened between me and that pretty yellow lady the previous night. The only thing I recalled was dragging her into my bedroom. Whether I had slept with her or not was still a mystery, as my head hurt and my memories were vague.

"Tell me for the last time: what did you do to me, Adam?!" I roared, feeling a strong urge to grab Adam and hit him in anger for daring to drug me.

He apologized, "I’m sorry, boss. Grandmaster ordered me to do it."

"To do what?" I asked again, standing in my sitting room and glaring at him coldly.

Just then, my sitting room door pushed open gently, and my grandpa walked in.

"Mavin, what's going on here?" Grandpa asked, feigning ignorance.

"Good morning, Grandpa," I greeted him first while tying a white towel around my waist. He glanced from Adam to me and smiled.

"You can leave us, Adam," Grandpa said. But I quickly interjected, "No, Grandpa, I haven’t asked Adam to leave yet."

"What’s the matter, Mavin? Who was that pretty young lady I saw leaving the house earlier?"

My fists clenched at my grandpa's question.

"I don’t know her, Grandpa. That's why I asked Adam to wait," I replied coldly, noticing Grandpa staring at Adam as if he didn’t know what he had planned with our butler.

"Alright. Be quick, Mavin. I would like you to accompany me to the hospital today," Grandpa reminded me of his medical treatment, and I groaned, "Okay, Grandpa."

I watched as my grandpa turned and exited the sitting room, then shifted my gaze back to Adam.

"Can you start talking to me now? Or else I won’t hesitate to fire you this minute! Who was that fụcking lady, and where did you bring her from?" I pressed Adam, wanting to learn more about the woman I had slept with.

I knew I shouldn’t be concerned about her, but I still wanted to know where Sir Adam had found such a pretty lady, with her blue eyes and sharp pointed nose, looking so innocent.

"I met her at our hotel, boss," Sir Adam said, and I asked him, "Which hotel?"

"The LX Hotel."

I frowned, knowing that was my grandfather's hotel. My grandpa had literally seized all his companies, but he couldn’t seize mine—unless I agreed to marry and give him a great-grandchild. Then he would release his company to me.

I wasn’t against the idea of having children, but finding a good woman who would be a mother to my kids was the problem. All my past relationships had crashed and barely lasted a week or two.

"What’s her name, and which family is she from? I need you to find out more about her and some background information on her," I instructed Adam as I turned to walk back into my room.

"Alright, boss." Adam started to leave the sitting room, but I stopped him, "Wait, Adam. You haven’t told me her name yet. Didn’t you pay her off this morning?" I asked, wanting to know.

The last thing I wanted was for any lady to accuse me of rápe. As much as I didn’t want to admit that I had slept with that pretty girl, the way she had looked so red, with very red marks all over her cheeks and neck, especially when I spun her around to face me, weighed on my mind.

I knew I must have touched her the previous night and was probably the one who had kissed her, leaving hickeys all over her yellow-white skin. She was smooth and delicate.

It was evident that I had slept with her, and the thought alone made my muscles tense with frustration.

"She said her name is Thelma," Sir Adam replied.

"Thelma who? How can you bring a lady here without having her complete identity checked? Where are the bank account details that you used to transfer payment to her account to know her name?" I demanded. I knew that most of the rich families lived in City B. I didn’t want to think of Thelma as a prostitute; she seemed too well-bred for that.

"Boss, I haven’t transferred any payment to her account. She ran away without giving me her details. Before I could catch her downstairs, Grandpa had already ordered Thompson to escort her outside to the gate," Sir Adam explained, and my fists clenched in frustration.

"Hmm, leave then," I dismissed him and walked back into my bedroom.

I slammed the bedroom door shut, wanting to take a bath.

I had to prepare to take Grandpa Charlie to the hospital. I glanced at my white bedspread, as I loved everything white and neat around me.

But my eyes fell on the red blood stains on the white bedsheet, and I gasped, "Damn it! What’s that?"

I rushed to the white bedspread and picked it up, my blood boiling with anger at the realization of what it meant.

Damn it! I had to gain access to the LX Hotel to find out what exactly Thelma had done there and who she truly was.

"But why do I care about her anyway? It was a one-night stand between us.

"There’s no need for me to want to see her again. I dislike women and don’t plan to speak with her again," I encouraged myself and tossed the white bedspread onto the floor.

I immediately called on the maids’ line to come tidy up my bedroom and pick up the white bedspread before I headed to the bathroom for a shower.

The sun was gradually rising toward the earth's surface, and I hurried through my bath.