Lorenzo kicked his limousine and drove it at high speed to the bar. He needed to get to the bar on time and also make it back home on time. Although, due to Lorenzo's high speed, he violated road rules by driving at high speed, the road officers did not bother to stop Enzo.Judging by his car, they could tell that the driver was a rich guy who earned a lot. There was no point in stopping the rich; after all, they are the only ones permitted to break the rules.After about two hours, Lorenzo finally arrived at the bar. It was already nightfall when he arrived, and the place was bubbling with music, with people in groups standing outside and having fun.Even though everywhere was a little dark, Lorenzo’s sleek limousine still called attention, and everyone stopped to admire the car and the person who drove it in.Lorenzo alighted from his car and instantly gave the car keys to someone, who drove it off to park. The ladies, upon seeing Lorenzo’s handsome face and his calm aura, couldn't

Bianca’s brows furrowed deeply as her grip tightened around the blanket as she stared at him with suspicion and confusion. “I asked you a question,” she snapped, her voice hoarse from stress. “Who are you, and why am I here?” Lorenzo didn’t react immediately. Instead, he calmly unscrewed the bottle of water and handed it to her. “You should drink first,” he said in a composed tone. “You fainted last night.” Bianca hesitated, her eyes darting between his face and the bottle. For a second, she looked like she might refuse, but the pounding in her head got the better of her. Slowly, she reached out and took it, rushing the contents as if she hadn't drunk water for a long time. “Easy!” When she was done, she stopped and turned to Lorenzo, “Answer me,” she insisted again, “What happened?” Lorenzo leaned back slightly, studying her. “I found you behind the bar,” he said. “Four men. You were unconscious by the time I got to you.” Her face went pale instantly as she began to remembe

Bianca turned around, and her face dropped in shock. Standing in front of her was none other than Mia Hale. Mia Hale was Bianca’s step sister. She was incredibly beautiful. The two of them had inherited remarkable looks from their parents, but no matter how attractive Mia was, Bianca had always overshadowed her effortlessly. Whenever they stood together, attention naturally drifted toward Bianca. And Mia hated it. She never saw Bianca as a sister. To her, Bianca had always been a rival. The jealousy only grew stronger over the years because no matter how hard Mia tried to outshine Bianca, she simply couldn’t. Bianca effortlessly surpassed her every single time. Years later, Mia finally caught the attention of a wealthy man in tech. Through him, she opened a luxury spa business and gained access to rich social circles and elite gatherings. For the first time in her life, Mia felt like she had finally won. At the time, Bianca had only just gotten a job at Carrington Group, and

Lorenzo drove to his apartment and immediately fell asleep without dinner. He woke up to his seven o'clock alarm. He had slept so peacefully and well throughout the night. His weekend was finally over, and it was Monday. He needed to prepare for his 9 A.M. class. He slowly got up from his bed, brushed his teeth, and took his bath. He ordered his food to be brought to him right away. As he ate, he wondered how awkward it would be showing up after the charity event. This was his first time appearing in school after the event. He knew the air and the eyes were going to be intense, and he didn't care. He was going to avoid everybody the same way that they had avoided him when he was a peasant. Lorenzo knew there would be some people who would suddenly want to be his friend because of his newfound wealth, while some females would also throw themselves at him to be his girlfriend or at least a one-night stand, but he was going to ignore them. Lorenzo remembered when he got home

A message popped up on Lorenzo’s phone. “Mr. Lorenzo, please save me!!” Lorenzo immediately lifted his phone and realized it was from Olivia. His brows furrowed instantly. “Save you? Why? What happened?” he texted back quickly. A few seconds later, another message came in. “I can’t explain everything right now, but I am at the Blue Moon Club. Please… they won’t let me leave.” Lorenzo’s expression darkened immediately. Blue Moon Club? He had heard of that place before. One of the most expensive private clubs in the city. The kind of place where wealthy young masters wasted money recklessly and powerful people settled dirty business behind closed doors. “What happened?” Lorenzo typed again. This time, Olivia replied almost immediately. “My boss brought me here for a business meeting, but something feels wrong. They’re trying to force me to stay with some drunk client. I’m scared.” The moment Lorenzo finished reading the message, his eyes turned cold. Acro