Jean looked frivolous as if she was an actual slut. Despite that, her eyes were lustrous and incredibly beautiful.The more she behaved this way, the more aroused Jason was.“Can I jump the queue?” Jason asked.She blew a ring of smoke at his face. The smoke dispersed upon hitting him and left behind the smell of nicotine.“I am afraid not.”She chuckled into Jason’s ears. “Hey, boy. If you want me, you have got to follow my rules.”She knew that it was pointless to say anything else as they all would still see her as a shameless, mean woman who would do anything, anyway.They looked down on her but coveted her body.They thought they could trample on her dignity wantonly with the power in their hands.But she would not waste her time to explain, as they were not worthy of her time.She might as well tell them directly, ‘Yeah, I am the kind of woman you all are talking about. But you all will never get me.’As for fame, she couldn’t care less about it. She was in her worst m
Jean fell back on the settee. She put her hand to her throat and coughed violently, with traces of tears in her eyes.She tried to get up from the settee. But her vision went dark, and her body tumbled forward.Just as she thought she would hit the floor, she fell into a wall of muscles.A hand grabbed her arm and pulled her up with ease.She looked up and saw Etan’s unconcerned face. “Thank you,” she said.She tried to pull away, but his grip on her was too strong.Anne gritted her teeth. She was jealous of Jean. Was Etan not fastidious? So how come he touched Jean while was apathetic toward her, no matter what she did to please him? He even frowned at her whenever she tried to get close to him. Yet, he allowed himself to touch Jean.“What perfume do you use?” Etan asked.That was quite a personal question.While his face remained expressionless, he stared at Jean with a burning desire in his eyes.He smelled a scent on Jean—the familiar scent that made his heart flutter.T
“It was my fault. I shouldn’t have asked you to come. But now you have got Jason’s attention. I am afraid that from now on…” Anne shook her head with a sigh, “I am sorry. I didn’t know they would behave like this. Had I known it earlier, I wouldn’t have—”“Did you really have no idea, or did you just want to use me to please your boyfriend’s friends?” Jean interrupted her.Anne looked at her in disbelief, her mouth agape.The next second, tears flowed down her cheeks, as if not Jean, but she was the victim.“How can you say that? I thought you knew me well?” Anne said.Jean said nothing but just looked her in the eyes.She was unsure if it was her or the alcohol. She could not see the slightest guilt in Anne’s eyes.But her stare unnerved Anne.“I know you are angry. What happened today is hard for you. I don’t blame you. We will talk about it later when you calm down.”Anne covered her face and left as if she was sad. But she knew she was just running away.Jean let the fauc
Jean gave a sarcastic smile. “Self-respect? Heck! Doesn’t a man like you love to see an easy woman like me? Whatever I do, you will still see my self-respect as pretension.”Etan’s tall figure completely overshadowed her. She looked petite in comparison.But she was special, as if a natural contradictory complex—bewitching yet restrained, and graceful yet cold.Men are inherently eager to conquer such a woman, but few of them could remain a gentleman in front of such a woman.“In case you forgot, it was I who saved you just now. Shouldn’t you be thankful to me?”“Be thankful to you? Do you think I’m so stupid that I know nothing, Mr. Mann? I thought you enjoyed watching me being bullied just now?” She sneered.He watched and did not intervene while others bullied her.It was not until Jason was about to rape her in front of everyone he intervened. But that was only because he did not want trouble for himself.This man was the most cold-blooded and horrible human on the planet.
Anne was anxious when she returned and did not see Etan in the roomThe thought of Etan bumping into Jean unsettled her.She breathed a sigh of relief when he finally returned.As Etan sat down, she moved closer to him with an apologetic look. "I am sorry, Etan. It was my fault. Please don't blame Jean—she just has a bad temper, a little spoiled being surrounded by guys. Otherwise, she is really nice."So the underlying message was, Jean was an easy woman, while she was a well-mannered, fine lady."I know." Etan gave a perfunctory reply. His phone vibrated in his hand. He took a look and got to his feet."I have something on. Someone will send you back later."Anne saw the impatience in his eyes. She quietly gritted her teeth, but maintained a gentle smile on her face. "It is okay. Go ahead. I can take care of myself."Her fingernails sank into the skin of her palms as she thought of the way Etan looked at Jean just now.Jean was a threat to her. She would not have peace of mi
Etan’s eyes swept over Jean’s full, pink lips. “You seem to be very confident in yourself. But not everyone is into you,” he said with a poker face.The more impassive he was, the more Jean wanted to expose his hypocrisy.She kicked off the slippers she had just put on, walked barefoot toward Etan, and then stopped about ten centimeters from him.Her pink lips turned up. “Really? Like someone said last night that you would not be interested even if I stripped naked in front of you?”Her smile had a natural charm that was bewitching yet innocent. It aroused his itching desire. “Are you seducing me?” he said with a straight face.“Seducing you? Do you know what real seduction looks like?” She giggled.She suddenly tumbled forward.He reached to catch her as she plunged straight into his arms.His heart skipped a beat as he smelled the same subtly pleasing scent on her body.She furrowed her brows as she leaned in his arms as if the bones in her body had gone missing. She put h
Jean did not know that the worst had yet to come.An online stream of a certain platform suddenly flooded with tens of millions of viewers.A man was sitting in front of the camera. He was chubby, haggard, and stubbled. He had a pair of bloodshot eyes. His hair was so greasy that it almost dripped with oil. There was an ashtray on the table that was full of cigarette butts.“Hi, everyone. My name is John Page. I was the manager of the late actress Elaina Lee two-and-a-half years ago. I have never had a good night’s sleep after her death. The sight of her tragic death has been haunting me, and she kept asking me why I didn’t tell the truth whenever I closed my eyes,” the man said.“Just like someone said two days ago, Elaina’s death was not an accident. It was Jean Mitchell. She stole Elaina’s boyfriend and hired a group of men to assault her sexually—all that for a role in a movie. Elaina could not stand the humiliation and killed herself by jumping off a building.”The man cried
“Anne, have you read the news? I was right when I said that a woman like Jean could never settle down and that she was pretentious. It turns out that everything is true.” Tara Banks, Anne’s manager, came in with excitement.“Please don’t say that. Jean is my best friend. She might be frisky, but I don’t believe that she is that kind of person. She is a good woman.” Anne shook her head repeatedly, the gloom on her face disappearing. She had an innocent look on her face now.Tara patted Anne on the head. “You are too naïve. I tell you what, stay away from Jean. She is no angel. But her scandal seems to benefit you, though. Do you know how many media outlets want to interview you? And we are in talks to work on several TV series already. It is your time to shine now.”“No, I can’t do this, Tara. Jean is my friend—”“How can Jean deserve to be your friend? You must not befriend a dirty thing like her. This is an opportunity that God has endowed upon you. You had better clean up quickly