Lola was a typical silver-hair enthusiast. It had nothing to do with genes or anything else; Lola had shown a different preference for silver hair since she was a child.Just like Angela's teacher liked brown curly-haired boys, Eugenie liked pale-skinned Omegas, Ollie liked adults with a food aroma pheromone, Caesar liked delicate wrists...Lola had a natural liking for silver-white hair. Even though a popular silver-curled anime protagonist often picked his nose and said, "Not all naturally curly-haired people are bad," Lola still had a soft spot for silver straight hair.Whether it was Miss Emilia's bountiful cream cake flavored silver straight hair, Caesar's silver hair that felt great to touch and provided a sense of security when tugged, a silver-haired male artist she dated before, a female politician who liked to bun her silver hair but allowed Lola to touch it, or Miss Inid tonight with her enchanting cat mint and cool basil scent...Lola couldn't resist the allure of silver h

When he heard Lola's familiar voice, for a moment, Caesar wanted to follow the phone line to pull her out. She was indeed still alive. It wasn't a nightmare, not a fragile illusion that would shatter upon touch. This annoying and adorable little piglet, her suicide was indeed a ruse, she wouldn't give up so easily.He wasn't dead yet, how could this little piglet be willing to commit suicide?Caesar didn't move, he quietly listened to John communicate with the person on the other end of the phone. Lola's voice was so cheerful, it was obvious that during this time without him, she was still living her happy single life.The fine pattern on the light green wall cloth was filled with golden sunlight, Caesar was still, the green leaves of the Aleppo pine at his side painted faint shadows on the glass window, and he remained sitting in the shadows.He listened as Lola revealed a somewhat embarrassed tone: "Oh? You really want me to come... well, okay, tonight, right? Where shall we meet?

The bullet was loaded and Lola closed the window, she was ready.Now that Emilia was a captive, Caesar might be planning to capture her as well, but she had no intention of giving him that opportunity.As the car sped up the mountain, Lola finally heard Caesar's voice: "Stop, it's dangerous."Lola said, "Then you stop, don't chase me."She controlled the steering wheel with one hand, and her right hand held the gun. She calmly watched the cars slowly decelerating behind her from the rearview mirror."Sir," Lola said, "Tomorrow is our negotiation time. I think you wouldn't want any accidents, right?"She heard silence on the other end. After about twenty seconds, Caesar finally spoke: "Be careful on the road."Lola hummed in confusion, dragging out the sound: "Is this a sincere blessing this time? My dear, dear Caesar~"Caesar apparently didn't have the thick skin that Lola had to flirt in public. He simply said, "Yes."Lola saw the cars behind her gradually stop in tacit agreement, no

Lola had already pulled out her gun, she smiled and said, "Sir, please don't move, otherwise I can't guarantee that I won't accidentally pull the trigger."Caesar didn't move, he was like a cold, hard statue, with only the wind fluttering his coat.Lola's vision had fully adjusted to the light, and the headlights behind her suddenly flared up.Realizing something was wrong, Angus and several other members got off the car, the sound of loading bullets was especially clear in the night.The police and bodyguards had also come down, silently forming a protective circle, closely protecting Caesar. They pointed their guns at Lola, and Lola's gun was aimed at Caesar, slightly turning her face.Caesar had nothing in his hands, he had a sidearm, but he didn't draw it.Lola's black muzzle was aimed straight at Caesar's right arm, she could clearly see Caesar's purple, beautiful, gem-like eyes.He judged everything from the cool night breeze.The Alpha had lost his first Omega who had a permane

Lola's shoulder was still a bit uncomfortable. She didn't drive, continued to eat dried meat in the car, and the raindrops pattered on the car windows. It was early morning, foggy and white all around.Lola turned on the car stereo, which was broadcasting the news."At the XXth International Economic Conference held yesterday, CEO Caesar expressed his views on future international cooperation..."The driver grumbled "executioner" and reached out to change the radio station, but was stopped by Lola: "Wait."Lola threw another piece of dried meat into her mouth and swallowed it, "I think this guy is interesting to listen to."The driver didn't find anything interesting. Wasn't the one speaking the newly appointed Caesar? Most of the hardcore members of the radical faction in the Asti tribe's re