Lyra looked at the handsome man in front of her with disbelief.Ronan's tone was as calm as if he were talking about the weather.Although Lyra didn't like Octavia Everly, was this not going too far?Ronan approached her slowly and said softly, "I didn't force her; it was all Octavia Everly's doing."Even though Lyra was not a saint, she and Octavia Everly were half-sisters, after all."Send her to rehab, and let's not pursue this any further," Lyra said, lifting her gaze.Ronan smirked, "Do you know what she did?""I don't want to know," Lyra said calmly. "Even if she did something wrong, this punishment is enough. Send her to rehab, spare her."Ronan looked at Lyra and saw disgust in her eyes.But she had no idea how poisonous Octavia Everly's heart was.First, she found a woman with a similar appearance and temperament to get close to him, attempting to seduce him.She even schemed to have Brandon Carter use the same method, using hallucinogens to control Lyra.Lyra did not know th
His face darkened, and he said coldly, "Lyra, come here!"Lyra shook her head, determinedly saying, "I'm going to the United States.""You want to elope with Torin?" Ronan gritted his teeth, veins popping on his forehead. Ronan's eyes were filled with a crazed intensity as he grabbed her wrist, questioning her through clenched teeth."You're carrying my child, and you still want to elope with Torin?"Lyra looked at him calmly, her eyes like those of a stranger, and she stubbornly said, "My grandmother is missing in the United States, and I must go find her."Ronan's eyes flickered.He knew how important her grandmother was to her. She had been insisting on going to the U.S. to find her grandmother.He promised her that after she gave birth, he would take her there.But now, her grandmother had gone missing?"No, you can't go," Ronan's tone was authoritative and unquestionable, and his fingers holding her wrist started to tighten slightly.Lyra endured the pain, preventing herself from
Suddenly, a large hand reached over and pulled down the airplane window shade.Lyra was stunned, turning her head to see Ronan looking at her.Then, he slowly spoke, "Lyra, I'll accompany you to find your grandmother.""I'll accompany you to find your grandmother."This sentence made Lyra freeze in place.She suddenly felt her nose tingling, and the already uncomfortable mood became even more depressing.Her grandmother was missing, and she was anxious beyond words.She was just a young girl in her early twenties, inexperienced in the ways of the world, had never been to distant America, and had no idea what to do.In times of helplessness, she hoped she could rely on her husband.To have someone standing by her side, accompanying her through the storm.Without saying a word, Ronan had already tightly grabbed her hand, and his eyes looked ahead with indifference.Lyra, looking at their tightly interlocked fingers, suddenly didn't know what to do.After a good while, she finally heard
As if he could hold up the sky, Lyra's heart gradually calmed down.Ronan looked at the director and spoke fluently in English, "Before my grandmother went missing, was there anything unusual that happened?"The director rambled on, and Ronan translated each sentence for Lyra.It turned out that the day before her grandmother went missing, a young man had come to the nursing home looking for her.The next day, her grandmother mysteriously disappeared."Who is that person?" Lyra asked anxiously.Lyra had grown up with her grandmother, and she knew better than anyone that her grandmother had no other relatives besides her.Why would someone come here to see her grandmother?Her grandmother's senile dementia was already severe, forgetting many things, and becoming less lucid with each passing day.Even if that person really knew her grandmother, what did he want from her?The director shook his head, saying a few words.Lyra understood that he didn't know who that person was; the name o
Don't think he doesn't know. That damn fox spirit, Torin, always looks at Lyra with that sly expression, as if trying to undress her with his eyes.If he hadn't been keeping a close eye, the fox spirit might have confused Lyra, leading her to book a room together.Maybe he would've become the third wheel, and a shiny green hat would be placed on his head.So he had to keep an eye on them, absolutely not giving the fox spirit any chance!Lyra disdainfully snorted, "Ronan, don't assume everyone is like you.""Do you dare to say he's not like me?" Ronan instantly got irritated."He's not like me!""He's just like me, always wanting to have you!" Ronan asserted confidently."..."How could Lyra forget? How could she compare Ronan's shamelessness?Her cheeks blushed instantly, and she covered her face with a towel, "Snap," closing the bathroom door.Ronan crossed his arms, standing outside the bathroom, confidently and loudly saying:"All men are the same. I know exactly what he's thinking
"Cut it out." The two tall men exchanged a glance. Ronan quickly said, "Lyra, don't be afraid. Maybe it's not her at all?"Torin, with deep eyes, looked at Lyra and said, "I've seen your grandmother; I can recognize her. Don't go in, wait for me here."Lyra desperately shook her head; she knew they were trying to comfort her."I must see it with my own eyes to feel at ease," she said.With the support of the two men, Lyra walked into the police station, staggering with each step.Her breath became increasingly rapid, her heart pounding as if it was about to jump out of her chest.Torin walked over and spoke to an African-American police officer.The officer led them to identify the body.Finally, they reached an empty room, the temperature dropping several degrees, sending shivers down their spines.Lyra, not knowing where she got the strength, suddenly pushed away the two men beside her and rushed forward.On a table, a body wrapped in a body bag. The African-American police officer
The two men exchanged a glance, each feeling a sense of victory in their minds.Over the next two weeks, Ronan made phone calls every day, seeking help from all directions."Is this Peter? Hey, long time no see! It's like this, my wife's grandmother...""Jackson, how are your connections in Minnesota? I need to ask you for a favor...""I'm Ronan, yes, there's something I'd like your help with..."Ronan had changed. Those phone calls were something he had never done before, and he ended up owing many favors.But now he didn't care at all.His attitude in speaking was also something Lyra had never seen before.He, who had always been a dominant figure in T City, now spoke with an obvious awkwardness and stiffness, appearing very unfamiliar.He had always held himself high and never lowered his posture to ask for help from others.But now, for Lyra, he shamelessly went around asking people for help.Even with some people he barely knew, he called and exchanged pleasantries.If those peop
Suddenly, someone shouted, "Mr. Ronan!" Ronan and Lyra simultaneously stopped in their tracks and looked toward the source of the voice. A stylishly dressed woman hurriedly ran out from a jewelry store."So coincidental! Mr. Ronan, you're here too?" The woman stopped in front of Ronan.Ronan looked at the woman somewhat absentmindedly, taking several seconds to recall that she was a young model he had played with before.What was her name again?Ronan couldn't remember.He subconsciously nodded, "Uh, just wandering around."Torin lightly curled his lips and asked, "Mr. Ronan, is this your friend?"Ronan furrowed his brows, wondering what this damn fox was scheming. He hadn't engaged in such activities outside for eight hundred years!Unfortunately, due to too many past indiscretions, the dead fox had caught some evidence.As expected, Torin lightly chuckled, insinuating, "Mr. Ronan has good social skills; you can encounter your friends even in the United States, huh!"Ronan directly i
“Mia, do you want to go camping with us?” Matthew looked at her expectantly.Lyra pursed her lips, unable to refuse him."Sure, I'll go with you," she agreed."Great, we can go camping!" Matthew cheered.Matthew was ecstatic, lying on Lyra's chest and refusing to get up.His little head kept rubbing against her, and his innocent and cute voice said, "Mia, I haven't taken a bath today..."Lyra's heart melted as she carried Matthew to the bathroom, helped him bathe, and even used cotton swabs and a nail file to clean his ears.Matthew comfortably lay on Lyra's lap, chubby hands poking at her soft chest, enjoying her help in cleaning his ears.Having a wife is nice!Unlike Dad, who doesn't have a wife and wears a constipated expression every day.Seeing his adorable face, Lyra couldn't help but kiss his cheek.The little guy blushed."Matthew, do you like your dad?" Lyra asked tentatively.She and Ronan were not possible anymore. In the future, she would have to fight for Matthew's custo
Today he has already taken her several times, and if he takes her again, he's afraid her body won't be able to handle it.Adjusting his breath, Ronan leaned against Lyra's ear, still panting slightly."The account for today's deeds is temporarily unpaid, but I'll collect it from you later."His cool lips left a mark, capturing her sweet scent, and his large hand uncontrollably climbed under the covers.This woman had a kind of irresistible charm.Even her breathing seemed to tempt him, turning him into a beast, always wanting to take action against her, completely out of control.Ronan had never experienced anything like this with any woman before.As the CEO of Zenith Ventures, Ronan was never short of women around him; to say beautiful women were abundant would be an understatement.Celebrities, aristocratic ladies, ladies from noble families...But none of them, like Lyra, could provoke his desires so easily.Five years ago, he knew that her body was made for him, perfectly fitting
He forcefully shut off the shower, while Lyra reached out to turn it back on.Ronan firmly grasped her hand, his anger on the brink of eruption, each word squeezed out through his teeth, "Lyra, you better not provoke me again!"Lyra slowly turned her head, glancing at Ronan.She stood there, motionless, like a statue, her eyes empty.After a while, Lyra blankly looked up and noticed that there was no more water coming out of the shower.She reached out, wanting to turn it back on.Ronan's voice was as cold as his expression, "If you don't stop, I'll immediately send the video to your lover!"At his words, Lyra's whole body tensed, halting her attempt to turn the switch."Come here!" Ronan ordered coldly.Lyra's body felt heavy as if it were filled with lead, she forced herself to walk towards Ronan.One step, two steps... she almost exhausted all her strength, finally reaching him."Think I'm dirty? Huh?" Ronan pinched her chin, his eyes wild.In the past five years, he hadn't touched
"If you don't comply..." Ronan's voice trailed off, deliberately leaving the threat unsaid, his intentions clear.Lyra's lips quivered fiercely in response.Ronan was satisfied with her reaction and spoke with a smirk, "It's no big deal to show him, anyway. You're my wife, we've rolled in the sheets countless times, he knows it all.""I promise you," Lyra gritted her teeth, "I promise you, but you can't let him see the video."Suddenly, Ronan felt as if something had lodged in his chest. Lyra cared about Torin so much!Despite having the upper hand, Ronan felt utterly shattered."Since you've promised, show me your sincerity, this time it's your initiative," Ronan's voice echoed seductively in her ears.Lyra's chest trembled as she looked at him incredulously.This beastly man, she wished she could just stab him to death!But she also knew she couldn't fight this man right now.He held her weakness in his hands.Lyra mockingly tugged at her lip, slowly moving her body.Her legs ached
She reached for the bedside table lamp, but her wrist was easily caught by him. He sneered, "Do you think I'll give you a chance to smash my head?" "Get out! Get out!" Lyra's eyes turned red as if she had gone mad. But her strength couldn't match Ronan's. He was like a spider in a web, trapping Lyra tightly, leaving her with no chance of escape. For the first time, Lyra felt the immense disparity in strength between a man and a woman. She was no match for Ronan at all. Gasping for air heavily, Lyra struggled to sit up again, but Ronan forcefully pressed her back down. Lyra's body was being torn apart incessantly, and she almost thought she would be tortured to death. Tears streamed uncontrollably down her face. After what seemed like an eternity, the brutal abuse finally ceased. Ronan lay atop her, his breath thick and heavy. Lyra lay there like a lifeless puppet, her eyes hollow with despair, tears lingering at the corners. Her body was covered in red marks, bearing the tr
!Lyra was stunned by his shameless words and promptly turned away, ignoring him. Ronan's cheek became thicker and thicker, and he seemed to have no shame. Even though Lyra ignored him, he didn't get angry, continuing to gaze at her. Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, Lyra suddenly saw Matthew sitting up, rubbing his eyes, and jumping off the bed. Lyra quickly asked, "Matthew, what's wrong?" Still half-asleep, Matthew's tender voice murmured, "I need to pee." "I'll take you." Lyra, not knowing how to avoid Ronan, offered. With his eyes closed, Matthew replied with a sleepy "mm." Just as Lyra was about to take him to the bathroom, Ronan suddenly picked up their son, his deep, melodious voice saying, "I'll take him." As the father and son left, Lyra suddenly felt it was a perfect opportunity and quietly left the children's room, heading to her guest room. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Lyra felt extremely nervous, feeling that Ronan had malicious intentions. But now that s
Lyra turned her head and found Matthew already running into room 2016, her brow furrowed, and she hurriedly followed.In the room, Matthew climbed onto the bed, continuously pushing Ronan with his hands, shouting anxiously, "Daddy! Daddy!"Ronan lay on the bed dressed neatly, luckily they arrived in time; it seemed that Cordelia Locke hadn't succeeded.Matthew's pushing and shouting didn't elicit any response from Ronan, and he became increasingly worried, his little face scrunching up, on the verge of tears, as he cried out, "Mommy, mommy! Has daddy gone away?"Matthew's crying tugged at Lyra's heartstrings, her own heart pounding hard in her chest.Had Ronan...?She forced herself to calm down, walking over to Ronan's side and placing her hand gently on his attractive, steady nose.Thankfully!He was still breathing!It seemed he was just knocked unconscious.Lyra quickly took out her phone and dialed 911, simultaneously calling the hotel's room service to send someone over immediat
Even though Ronan was dressed neatly and lay quietly like a wooden man without giving any response, resembling a sleeping beauty.Cordelia Locke still couldn't resist his charm and excitedly straddled him, involuntarily moaning."Mmm... Ronan... so good..."Suddenly, someone outside the door started frantically ringing the doorbell.Cordelia Locke, who was immersed in excitement, was interrupted by the sudden ringing, making her very unhappy.Originally, she didn't want to pay attention and pretended there was no one in the room.But then she considered that if it was a room service attendant who saw no one inside, they might just swipe their card to enter.So she decided to send away the person outside first, and then come back to enjoy Ronan's body.The person outside suddenly changed tactics and began pounding on the door with their hands.Startled by the unexpected noise, Cordelia Locke hugged the towel around her and cautiously walked to the door, peering outside through the peep
Finally, the car arrived at the Grandeur Gala Hub clubhouse after twenty minutes. Lyra and Matthew approached the entrance but were stopped by a doorman. "I'm sorry, this is an exclusive private club. Only members are allowed inside," the doorman said, blocking their way. Lyra hurriedly explained, "We're here to find someone." "Even if you're looking for someone, you can't come in. Why don't you call your friend and have them come out to meet you?" the doorman refused to let them in. "What's a member?" Matthew asked, his little brows furrowing. The doorman glanced at him. Although he was just a child, his demeanor and attire were extraordinary, so the doorman politely replied: "A member is a VIP member who needs to pay an annual fee of one million." Lyra gasped, calculating the balance in her bank account. But no matter how she calculated, it was not enough. She hesitated, remembering that Torin had given her a card before, but she had never used it. Should she take it out n