Assaulted by the cold wind, Marie felt that her face was becoming stiff and her limbs were becoming icicles. She turned around and saw the RV parked in the distance. After that morning, she was familiar with the RV driver. She brought the coat with her, went to the RV, and asked the driver to open the door. She could not stand the cold anymore. The driver recognized Marie. He thought that she was Leia's new assistant or something. He opened the door to the trailer. Marie sat inside, rubbing her fingers, trying to warm herself up. Meanwhile, at the shoot, Leia was not concentrating. The director was nationally renowned, and his movies were widely acclaimed. He was a regular at award ceremonies. Countless actresses wanted to star in his movies but there were not many that could impress him. The director put Leia Norman in the starring role out of desperation. One of his biggest funders had withdrawn their financial support, and production of the movie was stalled. Just wh
That was the first time Bianca was called "Mommy." For the typical person, that word was as normal as it could get. In fact, those were usually the first words of a newborn baby. However, to Bianca, those words were an unfamiliar luxury. It was unfamiliar to her because ever since she knew how to speak, she had no one to call "Mommy." In her twenty-four years of her life, she did not have the opportunity to call anyone that name. She was pregnant at eighteen years old but was separated from her children at nineteen. In the period she was studying overseas, she encountered many young mothers. Some of them were single, and some of them were clinging on to their equally young husbands' arms. However, they had their young children next to them, calling them "Mommy" in a different language. Whenever Bianca saw that as she wandered on the streets, she would think of her children. She wondered if they have the chance to call someone their "Mommy" like the other children. Perhaps
"No, Aunt Wanda, I don't want those…" Bianca pushed those away while blushing fiercely. She thought that the lingerie her aunt had picked for her would bring her trouble. She held her head down, not even wanting to look at those items. Wanda could not understand what her niece was thinking. "You're only twenty-four years old, Bianca. Not forty-four or fifty-four! If you don't wear these now, don't tell me that you'd only wear them when you're older? That won't have any effect!" Wanda dragged Bianca to the fitting room. "No, Aunt Wanda, I can't possibly… they're too…" Not only was her aunt dragging her to the fitting room, but the sales clerk behind her was giving her countless reasons a young woman should buy sexy lingerie. Bianca knew very well that a young woman ought to know how to flaunt their curves, but the lingerie that her aunt had picked out was too embarrassing. Wanda knew how to enjoy her life to the fullest. She was destined to live a short life, but in the de
Marie walked to the escalator and met up with Xavier, who had hurried there. Xavier did not even glance at her. He looked around but did not find the person he was looking for. "Where is she?" He asked Marie. At the same time he asked the question, he glared at Marie with a stern gaze, as though saying, "You're dead if you had lied to me!" "She walked away, and I didn't stop her. I thought I saw her buying some embarrassing things," Marie said. Embarrassing things? Xavier glanced around the shopping mall. All the stores there sold lingerie, but could there be another store that sold something more explicit? As far as he knew, Bianca was not so open-minded. "You can go to the store and ask if you don't believe me." Marie led the way to the store. At the high-class lingerie store, Marie asked the sales clerk, "Can you tell me what the beautiful lady bought earlier?" The sales clerk replied with a smile. "Several sets of lingerie." Then again, the store sold lingerie e
Xavier sat on the leather driver's seat in the Porsche Cayenne with his eyes closed and brows tightly furrowed. One of his hands was pressed on his temples, while the other hand held a cigarette which he occasionally took a drag from. Marie wanted to go into the car and explain herself, but she did not find the courage to do so. Xavier's expression was extremely unpleasant at the moment. Now that she had made him angry, she was going to suffer. However, if she did not try to comfort or persuade him, she would suffer equally. Xavier had introduced her to Leia. Leia did not treat her like a human and had even stepped on her fingers. Even if she left Leia, who else would treat her like a human and take care of her? Even Marie did not treat herself like a human. As long as she stood by Leia, perhaps Leia would eventually give her an opportunity to make it big! After the Porsche Cayenne drove away, Marie hailed a cab, got on, and instructed the driver to follow the Porsche.
Xavier abruptly stopped when he was inches away from Marie's lips. "I admit that I'm not an animal like him. Otherwise, you'll be bearing a child for me five years ago…" He said, aggrieved. Marie did not take any alcohol and was entirely sober. However, she did not understand what Xavier was talking about. Who was not like an animal? Who was the animal? Who bore a child for someone else five years ago? Marie's passions died down after listening to Xavier's words. Drunk people had a common problem. They would say certain truths that they would not while they were sober! She did not want to miss any truths the drunk man might divulge. She hoped that he would tell her more secrets. "What… are you talking about… ah…" Just when Marie opened her mouth, her passions were rekindled by the man's hand. Xavier brought her to the bed, closed his eyes, and pinned her down. He placed one of his hands behind her head and fondled her cheeks with the other. "Why couldn't you wait for
In Kevin Rayne's house. Jennifer came back from a session of bridge. She went to Marie's room to check on her and found that her daughter was huddled under her blanket. "What's wrong with you? Haven't you slept enough?" Jennifer flipped over the blanket and asked Marie. Marie turned around and frowned. "Go away! Don't come into my room!" "Are you sick? Did you catch a cold?" Jennifer saw that her daughter looked miserable. She touched Marie's forehead. Indeed, Marie was having a cold and a fever. She almost made out with Xavier in the room above his bar. Xavier had already taken off her clothes, but his interest was dashed after realizing that he had mistaken her for the wrong person. She was even forcefully shoved out of the room. The late fall weather was cold, and that was how she got a fever. Early in the morning, Marie had called in sick to Leia's agent. Marie's mind was not occupied with Leia Norman, but with Bianca Rayne… Marie's head was spinning after sleep
An eye-catching puddle of blackness could be seen in the middle of the study floor that was covered by lightly-colored tiles. It was obvious to the naked eye that the lingerie was designed to tease and excite. Bianca, still blushing, picked up the lingerie in her hands and hastily left Luke's study. She went into the bathroom, closed the door, and looked at the things she was holding in her hands. All the pieces did not use much cloth. She could hold everything in one hand… That was too embarrassing! She took out her phone and messaged Wanda. The lingerie was exactly the same designs as those her aunt picked out for her in the store! How did that end up in Luke's hands? Soon, Wanda sent a reply. [That's right, I paid for the lingerie and had it delivered to you. What else could I do? You didn't want it when I gave it to you at the store…] [I really don't need the lingerie, Aunt Wanda. Can you return it?] Bianca did not know how to explain her grievances. Everyone