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Audacious people

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“She was attacked by a man who wanted to take advantage of her. By the time Martha and the girls rejoined her, he had heaped crimes on her, creating a scene and making a mob attack her. Right now, they're beating her for attempting to steal a cell phone. And Amanda can't reach you because there's no way to contact you.”

Alvin immediately jerked off the bed.

“Excuse me? Who dares to lay a hand on her? Damn it! The wound on her legs has not fully healed yet.” He shouted, tightening the sash of his silk night robe.

The silk night robe came down to his knee and had a simple but sophisticated design which screamed luxury. The accompanying trousers were made of the same materials and the robe had a pocket.

Alvin quickly wore his slippers which was initially at the foot of the bed and grabbed his wallet and car keys.

He had initially rearranged his cards into the new wallet while unpacking, and dropped it on his bedside table alongside his car key. He raced down the stairs a

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SW AUDIT BEGINS
Most of them looked uncomfortable. Just like Lily, they thought that this new chairman was such a show off. They had been scared and reverent of him when he used to arrive mysteriously on the rooftop with helicopters, and a masked face, fearing his influence and power since he could make the company change hands in such a short time without drama. However, after realizing his real identity and age, they couldn't help but rethink their knowledge about him. In their memory, he used to be the mysterious, untouchable CEO accompanied by Elena. But this time, he seemed like a youth playing billionaire with daddy's money, even though the records available showed he wasn't from a rich family. There were speculations that the real source of his wealth was the big brother who probably adopted him. He seemed like the real deal. Pity he always kept his face hidden. In other words, Alvin was either a toyboy being kept by this mysterious rich brother, or he was a rich heir who was
coincidence?
The suspicion that clouded everyone's gaze the moment he entered the meeting room was the first thing Alvin noticed. Everyone was looking at him with dread. He checked himself stylishly to see if there was something wrong with his outfit or aura, then Murong Wuque behind him. Alvin looked at Tiffany, wondering what this was all about. In the corner, Lily Wen sat between two female guards, her face looking stiff, shoulders haunched. “Boss, have you seen the headlines this morning?” He shook his head, slightly confused. “What happened? I'm just waking up.” Tiffany tapped on her phone screen and turned it towards him. “Fred Coleman died at midnight… in a ghastly car accident which happened inexplicably.” Alvin was stunned at first, then he raised an eyebrow. “So? What if he's dead? What does it have to do with me? Karma has a way of catching up with people who deserve it.” Tiffany looked at him, a new degree of fear and awe in her eyes. “Someone had sent a car to smu
TOTALLY ANNOYING
By the time Alvin woke up the next morning, Murong Wuque had left the bed, his own portion had since lost its heat. He groaned and stretched his body, feeling refreshed. He hadn't felt so relaxed and well rested in a long time. If he was at home he would have woken up hours before to enter his lab or go cultivate. However, he actually slept till dawn. It was past seven in the morning. He sat up with a smile on his face, and immediately got startled. He wasn't alone as he thought. Murong Wuque was sitting in the sofa opposite him, legs crossed elegantly, wearing spectacles while reading a book. He was fully dressed in his expensive suit regalia. Like always, his suit jacket was designed like a robe, stopping just above his knees, and held together by a silk rope, instead of buttons. He looked like a very powerful aristocratic young master, the sight was very beautiful and ethereal. The morning light drifting in through the blinds made it seem like halos was surrounding
Soaked in sin
Both of them inhaled sharply, Murong Wuque’s eyes turned into full time panic mode, and he seized Alvin's hand which entered his pants breathing heavily. “Stop. You've gone mad.” Alvin didn't seem to hear, he seemed half asleep, licking his lips and breathing heavily. He didn't have any intention of sparing him. “It's so big, at least twenty centimeters. That's why you always insist on wearing long robes, isn't it? You don't want others to notice how big it is and have lustful thoughts.” Murong Wuque grabbed his shoulder, forcefully pushing him away. The movement made Alvin's palm which was casually stroking him and rubbing his tip tighten, as if trying to hold tight. Murong Wuque groaned, feeling a zap of electricity zoom through his lower belly, up to his spine, causing his toe to curl. That feeling just now, how could it be so heavenly? To his horror, Alvin’s thumb drifted over his tip, smearing the liquid he found there over the head, using it as lubrication to r
THAT'S WHAT BEST FRIENDS DO
Before Murong Wuque could make sense of what was happening, soft lips found the corner of his mouth, placing a gentle kiss there. Murong Wuque’s heart skipped a beat, then began to beat erratically, pounding against his rib cage. He wasn't the only one. Alvin was breathless like one who ran a marathon, despite being the person dishing out the torture. Murong Wuque clenched his fists tightly, battling for control. But Alvin seemed to have been possessed by a demon which erased his sense of reasoning. “An…” The rest of his words were swallowed down as Alvin captured his lips, nibbling. That was it! Murong Wuque grabbed his shoulder, trying to push him away as he battled with the realization he just lost his precious first kiss. However, Alvin's seemingly gentle grasp on his cheek was stronger than steel claws, he didn't budge at all, only deepening the kiss, his eyes shut in ecstasy. Murong Wuque’s limbs felt weak, despite his profound mental cultivation. He gasped for air,
when alcohol brings the truth
Murong Wuque kept silent, his tongue feeling strangely heavy. He had never told a lie in his life, and didn't want to start with Alvin. However, if Alvin discovered he was using souls to do dirty work using his technique, dispatch of the detained spirits, he might become suspicious of him and view him through a different lens, which will cause their relationship to deteriorate. He stylishly moved to block it with his body. “Are you done bathing?” Alvin's eyes went to the purple bell which Murong Wuque was hiding, then back at Murong Wuque. He was drunk, but not stupid. If Murong Wuque didn't want him to see it, it was probably not something good. “Why don't you want me to see it? When did you start keeping secrets from me? You haven't deviated into dark practices?” “Of course not. What do you take me for?” Alvin staggered, falling straight into Murong Wuque’s arm. His strong arm wrapped around Alvin's waist, steadying him. Alvin looked up at him. “You don't have the

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SW AUDIT BEGINS

coincidence?

TOTALLY ANNOYING

Soaked in sin

THAT'S WHAT BEST FRIENDS DO

when alcohol brings the truth