The night was as dark as ink. The gray Cullinan blended into the night, slowly fading away in front of Molly, the red tail lights glimmering like fleeting fireworks. Ocelotte was here one moment and gone the next.“I miss you, Ocelotte.” Molly stood in the darkness, murmuring softly. The wound on her knee split open, blood dripping onto the gray concrete floor, forming a stark and heartbreaking contrast. Her small, almond-shaped face looked pale, almost ghostly in the black night. Suddenly, the car ahead came to a stop. With tears at the corners of her eyes, Molly's lips trembled uncontrollably. Yet, she managed to force out a fragile smile. Ocelotte! Ocelotte! Molly ran toward him quickly, forgetting the bleeding knee and the boundaries Ocelotte had set for her. She was to never appear before him again.Molly only wanted to go to him and see him once more, just to get a chance. The expensive car and the distinguished man still made her hesitate just one meter awa
An hour later, the gray Cullinan slowly drove into the Sanders Manor. Ocelotte opened the car door, his tall frame of six-foot-two passing through the foyer and into the living room. Although it was already the middle of the night, the Sanders Manor was still brightly lit. Noah was waiting for his youngest son to return late. Hearing the noise, Noah put down the chess pieces in his hands. He looked up and smiled at Ocelotte, who looked heartbroken. "Out prowling in the middle of the night? Did you catch anything?" Ocelotte took off his coat and casually tossed it onto the sofa. Then, he instructed the housekeeper, "Make me some sandwiches, Kendra." Kendra had always been fond of him. She quickly untied her apron and went to the kitchen. A little while later, she brought over some sandwiches.As Ocelotte ate the sandwiches in large bites, Noah silently walked over. The latter watched his son and silently urging him to hurry up.Ocelotte put down the sandwich and said indif
In the private room, about ten people were there, including Ocelotte. The atmosphere was lively. Except for Scarlett, no one knew that Ocelotte and Molly were old acquaintances. So, when the second-generation rich were acting up, they didn’t spare Molly. Since she was the most attractive one in the room, they particularly forced alcohol on her. Three glasses of red wine were neatly placed on the coffee table. A man named Mayson Hogan took a check for 10 million dollars from his pocket and pointed at the three glasses of wine.Mayson said to Molly, “Don’t you want to pull in some investments? Drink these three glasses, take this check, and consider it my investment.” If Molly drank those three glasses, she’d either be dead drunk or fall over. Scarlett immediately forced a smile, saying, “Molly still has to play cards with you. Let me drink this wine. How about I pour three more glasses, Mr. Mayson?” After saying that, Scarlett poured two more glasses. Before she could dr
The private room immediately fell silent. At first, someone muttered something like "crazy" under their breath. When they saw it was Ocelotte, however, no one dared to say another word. Ocelotte slowly stood up. He stepped over the red wine stains and walked straight to Molly’s side. He looked down at her from a height, taking in her disheveled state. He looked at the red wine stains on her long lashes. Her lips were bitten and broken, and a bloodstained mark on her pale neck. Molly tilted her head back, and her body trembled slightly. Their gazes intertwined. Ocelotte’s voice was low and hoarse as he stared into her eyes and asked, “Is this the life you’re chasing? Are you happy? Is it a good feeling, being humiliated for a little bit of money?”The people in the room were quick-witted, and with just a glance, they knew exactly what to do. The female stars and models immediately opened the bottles of red wine. Then, they poured the wines over themselves, dousing thei
The parking lot was cold, making Molly shiver. Ocelotte opened the door of gray Cullinan, gesturing for Molly to get in. She hesitated, afraid that the wine stains on her clothes would dirty his car. However, it was clear that he didn’t mind. Ocelotte's eyes showed a hint of displeasure as he commanded, “Get in.”Only then did Molly cautiously get in, trying her best not to dirty his car. After a moment, Ocelotte followed and got into the car. Inside, the only sound was the faint click of seat belts, and that small noise made Molly feel like a startled bird. She turned her head slightly and whispered, “Where are we going?”Ocelotte buckled his seatbelt, his dark eyes deep and unreadable. After a long silence, he replied with a touch of mockery, “To the hotel. "What’s this? After a few years in the entertainment industry, you’ve learned how to play hard to get with men and pretend to be innocent?”“I haven’t,” Molly quickly responded. Her voice was husky and tinged with hes
When Molly came out of the bathroom, she was wearing the hotel's bathrobe. It was loosely draped over her slender figure, accentuating her delicate frame. The bedroom was brightly lit. Ocelotte had just washed in the bathroom next door. He was leaning casually against the large bedhead and flipping through a hotel magazine. He was only wearing black pants, and his long, fit body was on full display. Molly didn’t dare look at the water droplets on Ocelotte's body. She carefully held onto the edge of the bed and knelt beside him. With a memory of how he had looked before, she leaned in to kiss him. A large hand grabbed the back of her head, urgently pulling her toward him. Then, all the fiery memories came flooding back. Molly had sex with Ocelotte.…Ocelotte’s continued entanglements had stretched over several rounds. By the time they were done, it was nearly 2:00 am.Molly lay there, nearly lifeless, while the man remained full of energy. He rolled off the bed, heading to t
Roselyn suddenly understood. "It's Ocelotte! Your grandmother has been talking about him all the time."Molly forced a smile.Roselyn didn't think this child seemed sweet at all. Although she was close to Molly and her grandmother, she had always been hired to do the work, so she didn't dare to say too much.Molly returned to her room and changed back into her clothes, thinking about her conversation with Roselyn.Grandmother knew about Ocelotte.When Molly and her grandmother were at their lowest point, barely surviving, she would tell her grandmother stories every day. Molly said there was a very good boy named Ocelotte, who had gone abroad to study. When he returned, he would be with Molly, and the family would have one more person.Though her grandmother couldn't see anymore, every time she heard about Ocelotte, she would unconsciously smile.Ocelotte, such a beautiful name.…Molly finished washing up and went to her grandmother's room. After she started earning mone
Scarlett had other plans. She felt that Molly and Ocelotte could work things out, but this naive girl wasn’t really cut out for the entertainment industry. Once she became the young mistress and enjoyed life, she shouldn’t forget about Scarlett. However, before Ocelotte truly felt any pain for Molly, Scarlett thought that Molly still needed to endure some hardship. Not playing any mind games, Scarlett made everything clear and visible—let Ocelotte see for himself! If he didn’t feel sorry for her, then with the money he’d given Molly over the past three months, that would be enough for her for a lifetime. Having been through the ups and downs of the entertainment industry, Scarlett had seen all kinds of disgusting things. Once you encounter enough demons and monsters, you begin to long for something beautiful. She hoped Molly would have a good future. Just then, Ocelotte’s call came through.Molly held the phone tightly and quietly told him that there had been some iss
In the early morning, the first rays of sunlight bathed the earth, signaling a joyous occasion at the Sanders family home. The youngest daughter of Noah and Gwynn was finally getting married. Even more delightful, she was marrying her childhood love. Dressed in a headpiece and red bridal gown, she was as beautiful as could be, the most stunning woman Zion had ever seen.The Quarto family was busy with preparations. Although they were not extremely wealthy, Jordyn was a capable family head with a good reputation. He handled both inside and outside affairs with finesse and charm. To everyone’s surprise, he got along very well with Mason.However, Noah had some reservations. “Don't you have any relatives of your own, Mason?”Mason didn’t engage with his criticism. Together with Zoe, they helped with the wedding arrangements. A traditional Chinese wedding was far more elaborate than a Western one, but thankfully, the families had enough help to avoid any chaotic moments.During the d
That night, Jamie and Paityn returned home with their daughter Carol. As soon as they arrived, Carol went to do her homework, while Paityn went to check on their youngest son, Colten Lockwood. The housekeeper was taking care of him and, upon hearing footsteps, turned her head and softly said, "Madam, you're back? He hasn't woken up at all, he's such a good boy."Paityn smiled lightly and signaled for the housekeeper to go downstairs and rest.When the door closed, she looked down at the sleeping Colten. The little one, only eight months old, resembled his father completely; almost like a miniature copy of Jamie. Even Carol, at times, would look at her brother’s face and marvel: "It’s really a masterpiece from God!"Jamie replied, "You even know what a masterpiece is?"Carol teased, "A husband’s looks are the wife’s glory!"Paityn quietly said to Jamie, “She must have seen a supermodel runway show."Jamie immediately asked, "Did she like it?"Paityn didn't answer, just smiled.
On the second floor, Gwen was trying on her wedding dress for tomorrow. Just as Zion had wished, it was a traditional Zutriysteinian wedding.The red wedding gown was crafted by the top artisans from Zutriystein, elegant and dignified. The headpiece she wore was adorned with wild pearls; each gem was carefully embedded, and the headpiece alone cost tens of millions. A substantial amount of money had been spent.The woman in the mirror was stunningly beautiful. Gwen gently touched her headpiece and muttered to herself, "Zion really doesn’t mind spending money on this little hobby of his."Gwynn, as a mother, patted her head. "This little girl really doesn’t know when to keep quiet, but luckily, she’s married well and is right here beside me..."She had given a generous wedding gift, exactly the same as when Holly got married. Like Holly, Gwen didn’t want any shares of the Sanders Group. The money that Zion earned was enough to support both of them and his small hobbies.Meanwhile
Ignacio said, "We can’t take care of both of you."Holly was at a loss for words.Lucius was at that lively age, but he was raised by his father and had good manners. When he saw Ocelotte, he respectfully greeted him, saying, "Second Uncle."Ocelotte patted his little head, thinking that the boy seemed sturdier than his own children, possibly because Molly was too fragile. He made a mental note to make sure Yeager got some extra nutrients when he went back.The black Rolls-Royce Phantom sped down the highway, getting them back to the Qiao family mansion before evening.The Sanders family’s sons had all moved out, leaving only Gwen still living at home. Holly, who rarely came back, was also staying at the house. She didn’t refuse, planning to stay for a few days before heading to Silvercrest to visit her biological parents and pay respects.The car pulled into the Sanders Residence, and the house was lit up brightly.In the courtyard parking area, luxury cars were parked everywhe
In the evening, Gwen was preparing to leave work.In the parking lot, she spotted Zion’s car, but it was empty. Just then, a school leader passed by and said to her, “Zion came to school. There’s a donation ceremony happening in the auditorium. You should go check it out. "Then, you two can head home together afterward. On a cold day like this, a nice dinner would be perfect. What a cozy idea!”Gwen playfully replied, “You really know how to enjoy life.”The leader, holding a bag of groceries, laughed, “See? Your teacher’s wife has been nagging me since morning to go home and cook while babysitting the grandkids.”Gwen smiled softly, watching him leave.In the sky, clouds glowed orange and yellow, their edges tinged with gold.She carried a thermos as she walked toward the auditorium. Along the way, a few students noticed her and started chirping excitedly, cheekily calling her “Ms. Gwen.”Gwen corrected them, “It’s Ms. Gwen.”The students laughed and teased, “Ms. Gwen! Mr. Z
Gwen stared dazedly at the man.Zion, dressed in a black coat, stood tall in the study, exuding an oppressive aura. He walked toward her and pulled the teary-eyed girl, her face streaked like a little tabby cat, into his arms. One hand gently smoothed her hair as his voice softened to the extreme, "Still saying you didn’t cry."Gwen leaned against his shoulder, mumbling, "You did it on purpose.""Are you at least a little touched?"She pounded on him twice more in response.Zion chuckled lowly, letting the girl vent while his heart ached silently.These past five years had been filled with fear and uncertainty for him. He had been afraid that before he could make a name for himself, Gwen would fall for someone else. If that happened, what could he possibly use to ask her to come back to him?The love story of a poor boy and a rich girl might've existed in novels, but the reality was often harsh.Gwen didn’t care, but he couldn’t bear to let her endure hardship.Now, as they
Zion and Gwen's marriage seemed inevitable, with no one putting up any resistance. Occasionally, Gwen even had a strange illusion.It all went so smoothly that the years of separation seemed like they had never happened, as if she and Zion had always been together. After their reunion, he didn’t even ask her about her life abroad and treated her just as he did before.She was no longer as youthful and tender, but Zion still saw her as if she were a 20-year-old girl. Gwen felt a bit dejected, thinking to herself, he must just like girls around 18-year-old.But unfortunately, the spring river flows eastward and cannot return!Zion only smiled.In winter, the days grew shorter. After work, Gwen arrived at Zion's villa, but he had not yet come home. The two housekeepers had already started preparing dinner.When Gwen got out of the car, she received a call from Zion. Her voice was soft and tender.“When will you be back?”On the other end, Zion checked the time and said, “I’ll be
Zion noticed Gwen gazing at him with those wide, expectant eyes again. With a chuckle, he reached into the pocket of his trench coat, pulled out a sleek wallet, and carefully extracted a platinum card. He placed it in her outstretched hand and said with a smile, “This is my secondary card. There’s no credit limit.” Gwen gasped softly, then teased, “Wow, aren’t you generous? Thank you, Teacher Qin.” Zion gave her a light tap on the head. Not missing a beat, Gwen wrapped her arms around his neck and grinned mischievously, “Thank you, my sugar daddy.” Zion’s response was to pull her close, cupping her cheeks as he kissed her fiercely. Though he once carried himself as an educator and now as a refined businessman, he found himself utterly smitten by her playful antics. After the kiss, Zion leaned close to Gwen's ear and murmured something uncharacteristically crude that sent a shiver down her spine. He playfully nipped her nose. “Turns out you’ve got a thing for bad boy
Zion could sense Gwen’s cautiousness and chuckled softly. Then, he cupped her face and planted a firm kiss on her lips. “Don’t worry, I won’t touch you. We agreed to save that for our wedding night. Besides, I just drank last night, so I probably wouldn’t be much use. I want your first time to be special, so I’ll make sure I’m well-prepared.” Gwen’s cheeks turned crimson. She buried her face in his chest, mumbling, “I don’t understand what you’re talking about.” How peculiar! Back then, even though they were together, their relationship had always been proper and restrained. But now, here they were, sharing a bed, their bodies so intimately close it was both thrilling and embarrassing. Gwen had never experienced this before. Zion seemed to understand her thoughts. He leaned in close to her ear and whispered, “I haven’t either. Before the wedding night, I’ll make sure to study hard.” Gwen didn’t dare ask how he planned to “study,” though she had a pretty good idea—i