Paityn obviously didn’t recognize it. She opened the box and saw an emerald bracelet. It was completely green, which at first glance appeared to be worth at least forty to fifty million, very precious. Inside the box was a card with a message written on it. "Wishing you happiness for the rest of your life, from Monty."As Paityn was stunned, she realized she had stirred up a hornet's nest. The driver, Jamie, immediately let out a cold snort. "I told you it was someone with the surname Verdan, but you wouldn’t admit it! Now that we have the evidence, What do you think we should do, Paityn?"Looking at the gift, Paityn originally felt a bit sad. With Jamie causing such a ruckus, however all her sadness was swept away. In the end, she helplessly asked him, "So what do you want to do about it?"Jamie focused on the road ahead, and his hand lightly stroked his chin in deep thought. Finally, he made a few requests, all shameless and without boundaries. After finishing, he turned to

The reunion of old lovers was met with a deathly silence. Ocelotte's dark eyes were like ink, while Molly's delicate face was pale. She gazed helplessly at the young man, her mind echoing with memories of their once-sweet moments together."If only you had a lot of money, Ocelotte. If I had money, that would be fine too!"Ocelotte. If I had a lot of money, I'd fund you to start a big tech company, and then you wouldn't be sad about not being able to play basketball anymore. I’d be the behind-the-scenes boss, and you could be CEO."I always dream about it, but money is so hard to earn, Ocelotte."…In the small winter cabin, two young bodies were wrapped in wool blankets, holding each other tightly.The lady rested her head on the man's strong shoulder, murmuring softly. There was a sadness in her eyes that the boy couldn’t see.After today, she would be leaving. She would take a million to train abroad and become a big star. She would make a lot of money, and then start a compan

Behind the car, Molly saw him. She stood there dazed, staring blankly as the gray Cullinan slowly drove away. Her face was drenched in rain and confusion. She knew all too well the vast gulf between them. One was the second son of the Sanders Group, the president of Fowlerlotte Tech Co. with a status worth billions. Meanwhile, Molly was just a small-time actress. They were as far apart as clouds and mud. Not to mention, she carried a past full of stains that couldn’t be washed away, no matter how hard she tried. Molly was lost in her thoughts, and the director’s angry roar jolted her back. “Do you not want to finish filming? Dragging your feet like this! If you acted better, we wouldn’t have to keep redoing the scene!” Scarlett quickly stepped forward to smooth things over, although she knew exactly what was going on. The director wanted to have sex with Molly, but she refused, so now he was deliberately making things difficult for her. Sometimes, Scarlett couldn’t he

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

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