Melanie was afraid that Hank would ruin the plan, so she quickly took the initiative and said, "Mr. Castillo, you said that I can only serve Mr. Wilson and must keep him happy, otherwise you'll kill my family! But Mr. Wilson’s friend took a liking to me and took me. Anthony agreed... You can't make things difficult for my family because of this..." As Melanie spoke, tears welled up in her eyes, her acting skills impeccable. On the other end of the camera, Hank quickly understood what was going on, but he pretended to be impatient and shouted, "I'm in a difficult situation and I can’t be bothered about you! You can sleep with whoever you want!" "But your people still have my family. You have to promise you’ll order your subordinates to release my family..." Melanie persisted. "Even if I'm down and out, you still don’t have a right to negotiate terms with me!" Hank said angrily. "Listen to that!" Jeffrey’s facial muscles twitched fiercely as he looked at Anthony. "He's quite to

"What are you shy about?" Jeffrey looked at the woman's perfect eyes that were clear and charming, shimmering with a shy gleam. The fire in him that he had barely suppressed surged unexpectedly again, one wave after another. Her innate soft yet distant demeanor seemed to possess a deadly charm, making him unable to escape or hide from it. A scarlet lotus bloomed deep in his eyes! Unable to resist, he reached out and gently touched her eyebrows. "It's all because of you. You have to take responsibility..." His voice suddenly softened. The distance between the two was only inches, one sitting and one kneeling. The temperature soared! "Don't." Sensing the man preparing to come closer, Melanie suddenly stepped back, falling back onto the bed. "At such a critical moment, can you stop thinking about these things?" "So does that mean if it wasn't a critical moment, you'd be ready to indulge me?" Jeffrey caught the loophole in her words and asked. "I didn't say that." Melan

Just now, Melanie was focused on doing her makeup, but being in an unfamiliar and dangerous environment, she was on high alert. She was sure the door hadn't been opened, so how did Anthony come in? "I heard you've been taking good care of Mr. Hardy?" Anthony continued to approach her, his eyes gleaming with malice! "Anthony, aren't you... supposed to be meeting Mr. Hardy for something important?" Melanie tried to warn him with Greg’s identity. "I figured I would come to you first before I went to him." Anthony wasn't afraid. He forced her to move backward until her back was against the dressing table, leaving her no way to retreat. Such a beautiful woman was carefully selected by Hank to be given to him! Why should others get a taste too? "Didn’t you say just now that you were willing to serve me only? Why are you so flirtatious to Mr. Hardy?" Anthony grabbed her by the neck and tore open her neckline. - Jeffrey had been following Milo for a while. He felt a bit uneas

Melanie downed a glass of alcohol without hesitation. "Good! You’re bold!" Anthony, on the side, squinted his eyes and smirked, waving his hand at the girls. In response, the girl who had been downing alcohol just now stood in front of Melanie, and the other girls began to set up drinks on the table, preparing for a showdown between the two. One of the girls handed Melanie a glass of liquor. Melanie's eyes flickered for a moment, but she didn't take it. It was a cocktail. She could smell its fruity aroma. It was rum, and without a doubt, it was Bacardi rum, the one she was most allergic to! "What's wrong? Are you afraid?" The girl offering the drink sneered at Melanie. Melanie was thinking about finding an excuse to replace all the cocktails set up behind her, when "Mr. Hardy" on the sofa said, "Cocktails are so beautiful, so how can they be used for drinking contests? Keep it simple. I want beauties, not drunkards..." Melanie took the opportunity to continue, "Mr.

The man's body was scorching hot as it pressed tightly against Melanie, whose clothes were thin. Only then did she realize why his face was flushed red and why he was sweating profusely. It was probably because someone spiked the alcohol in the private room just now! "No." Melanie pushed her elbows back and struggled in his embrace. But Jefford’s embrace seemed to tighten like magic as she struggled more. "They gave me some aphrodisiac... Melanie... I really want you..." "You need to calm down! Hold on!" Melanie bit her lip, feeling a bit flustered. She never expected Jeffrey to be manipulated by someone! She quickly reminded herself to calm down and tried to speak in a formal tone, "We still have important matters to attend to, and time is of the essence. I believe in your willpower; you can definitely resist it!" "Uh!" The man behind her paused at her words and loosened his grip. Melanie had been struggling, so she fell onto the sheepskin rug beside the sofa hard.