In the White Family mansion, inside the lavishly decorated hall, tensions were running high. A young woman, tears streaming down her face, screamed at the elderly couple seated on the leather sofa, "If you don't break off my engagement with Joshua Smith, I will...!"
And what will she do? Kill herself? No one would believe that she would choose death!
Indeed, Mrs. White sneered at her, raised her eyebrows, and said, "So what? What's wrong with men gallivanting and carousing? Just because of some tabloid news, you want to call off the engagement with him? Do you think marriage is a child's play?"
"But there have been ten tabloid news about him this month!" Flora White grabbed the newspaper lying on the table, the one with a picture of her so-called fiancé kissing another woman on the street, and threw it at Mrs. White. Why was she so unlucky? Not only did she end up with such a foolish fiancé, but he was also a notorious womanizer.
"You need to understand, you're marrying into the Smith Family, not Joshua!" Mrs. White coldly finished speaking, stood up, and walked upstairs with Mr. White.
"Dad, Mom, aren't you concerned about Flora's future life?" Henry White, who had been standing silently on the side, finally spoke, his voice icy and matching his cool and handsome appearance.
"Henry, just focus on persuading Flora." Mr. White glared at Henry displeasedly, then turned around and continued upstairs.
"Henry, you have to help me. I would rather die than marry that wretched man." Flora pleaded with Henry, her watery eyes gazing at him.
Henry's intellect and his exceptional and captivating appearance had already captured her heart. In this lifetime, she only wanted to marry him and spend the rest of her life with him. Everyone knew that she liked this half-brother from different parents, but nobody could tell if they would have a future together.
"Flora, I will help you," Henry reached out, coldly and slightly tenderly lifting her chin, looking into her eyes, promising her.
"Thank you, Brother Henry," Flora felt somewhat uncomfortable under his gaze and quietly turned her face away, avoiding his intense gaze. Her eyes fell back onto the newspaper which made her unable to lift her head! Joshua! How dare he taint her reputation like this?! If she obediently married him, she wouldn't be Flora anymore!
After the newspaper turmoil settled, Flora, due to her dislike of living in the cold and unwelcoming White Family home, had chosen to stay in the school dormitory since middle school. Now in her freshman year of college, she was an innocent, lively, mischievous, and lovable girl.
Leaving the campus with joy, Flora got into Henry's luxury car amidst an array of envious glances. Smiling, she asked him, "Henry, why did you come to pick me up this week?"
Henry chuckled lightly and handed the newspaper to Flora, saying with a smile, "Because I have good news to share with you."
"What good news? It's not about Joshua again, is it?" Flora already had a fear of the newspaper, so she dared not open it indiscriminately.
Henry nodded, and Flora pouted, throwing the newspaper back at him in annoyance, cursing, "Ugh! You are just like everyone else, mocking me!" In this big city, who didn't know that her fiance, Joshua, was more repulsive than a pig?
Henry smirked, grabbing her small hand in his palm and tapping her forehead, saying, "Why don't you read the content first before scolding me?"
Upon hearing his words, Flora hurriedly opened the newspaper. After glancing through it, she looked up in astonishment, staring at him, and said, "Smith Family Group is bankrupt??"
"Yes, in less than two months, Smith Family Group will disappear from City A," replied Henry with a low laugh, his lips curling into a smile of joy.
A silly and ignorant waste, completely unworthy of his Flora. Fortunately, from the previous newspaper turmoil until now, it had only been a short two months, and the Smith Family Group was already on the verge of collapse.
"So this is the good news you wanted to tell me?" Flora pouted disinterestedly. What did it have to do with her that the Smith Family Group had gone bankrupt?
"Silly girl, can't you be smarter? Didn't Mom say it? You were marrying into the Smith Family. Now that the Smith Family has fallen, there's no point in marrying you off anymore. Mom has already gone to the Smith Family today to dissolve the engagement for you," Henry said with a smug smile.
"Oh?! Is it true?!" Flora screamed and almost jumped up on the seat with excitement, as soon as Henry nodded.
Henry watched her joyous state and smiled as he started the car, speeding down the road.
Flora raised the newspaper in her hand, shouting with delight in the wind, "Brother Henry! I'm so happy! I'm finally rid of that disgusting guy!"
Driving seriously, Henry was also infected by her excitement. With a happy smile on his lips, the sports car passed by, leaving behind Flora's hearty laughter. It was indeed great news! She didn't have to get married! She could openly be with her Henry from now on!
When the car was about to enter the private road of the White Family, two luxury cars suddenly appeared in front, coincidentally blocking the path of the sports car. Henry had no choice but to stop the car and honk the horn.
One of the cars in front suddenly opened all four doors, and four men wearing sunglasses emerged, striding towards the two of them. Without uttering a word, one of them grabbed Flora out of the convertible.
"Hey! What are you doing?" Flora screamed in fright, completely unaware of the situation.
Henry shouted in panic, "Let her go!"
Unfortunately, by the time he pushed open the car door, Flora had already been taken into the other car.
The car sped past him, roaring down the mountain. Henry took a few steps after them, then turned back and quickly turned the car around, chasing after them down the mountain.
Reaching the bottom of the mountain, he stood there, looking at the countless roads ahead, at a loss as to which one to pursue!
Flora was pressed down on the seat by someone, shouting angrily, "Who are you? Why are you kidnapping me?! Hey!" The men seemed oblivious to her shouts and ignored her completely. Their mission was simply to apprehend her, so they had no intention of engaging in conversation. After shouting for a while and realizing they would not pay any attention to her, Flora turned her gaze toward the window. Outside the window, the passing scenery was unfamiliar to her, and they seemed to be getting further and further away from familiar territory. Fear began to well up inside her. They hadn't said a word, and she wondered where they were taking her. The car veered onto a winding mountain road, with a vast expanse of ocean to the right. Despite the magnificent view, Flora had no interest in admiring it. Her mind was consumed by worry about what was to become of her. After almost an hour of driving, the car finally slowed down and entered a large mansion. By this time, the sky had started to d
When Flora woke up again, it was already the morning of the second day. It felt like she had just experienced a nightmare, but the cold air surrounding her made it all too real. Flora was awakened by the chill, slowly opened her eyes, and tried to move her body, only to find herself so sore that she couldn't move. Her lips throbbed with pain, preventing her from even crying out for help. She lowered her head and discovered that she was completely naked, and her snow-white skin was covered in patches of dense purplish bruises in every corner of her body. On the floor beneath her, several blood stains blossomed like plum blossoms on the off-white carpet. Her brain rang with a bang as she instantly realized that her virginity had been taken away. Tears instantly welled up in her eyes as her pure body had been inexplicably stolen by a man whose face she hadn't even seen! Her hands clenched into fists, pressing against the woolen carpet. Through her teary vision, she saw her clothes sca
Flora struggled to open her eyelids, not because she was intimidated by him, but because she was eager to see the man who had tortured herself like this!At that moment of opening her eyelids, finally... she saw it! It was a man so handsome that it could make anyone scream, and so cold that it could send shivers down one's spine. However, why did she feel a bit familiar?She remembered it was the man she had seen on the street a few months ago. Could it be him? The one who had said many mysterious things to her and told her he was Oliver Smith!"Is it you?" Flora stared at him in astonishment.Maxwell's face visibly twitched, and he coldly assessed her with a smirk, "What? Have you seen me before? Why do I have no impression of you at all?""Oliver Smith! Why are you doing this to me?" Flora shouted at him with difficulty.Maxwell was taken aback again, then let out a dry laugh and shook his head."Miss White, I regret to inform you that you've mistaken me for someone else. I am not O
Inside the White Family villa, the weary Henry, who had been searching for Flora for two days, returned home. As soon as he entered, he saw Mr. White and Mrs. White sitting on the sofa leisurely sipping coffee.A surge of intense anger rushed to Henry's head. He abruptly approached his parents, staring at them and shouting, "Dad! Mom! Flora has been kidnapped, and you don't care at all?"He was almost frantic, and yet these two acted as if nothing was wrong, not even bothering to ask a single question.Mrs. White lifted her head from her coffee cup, glanced at him, and said, "Why rush? The other side will call for ransom tomorrow. Just give them the money." Soon, she added, "But if they ask for too much, that won't work.""If they wanted money, they would've called by now! There's something seriously wrong with this whole situation!" Henry exclaimed angrily.Mrs. White sneered, "What else would they want besides money? Except for that foolish boy Joshua, who would want her? She's too
While Flora was pondering this, the door suddenly creaked open quietly. Flora instinctively pulled the blanket tightly around her and cautiously waited for the intruder to approach. The footsteps were so light that they didn't resemble the rude stomping of the shrew or Maxwell's steady gait.Flora looked towards the doorway, and she hesitated for a moment. Standing in front of her was a child whose gender was hard to determine. The child appeared to be about eight or nine years old, wrapped in an incredibly thick winter coat that turned them into a small, round bundle. They wore a cotton hat that was attached to the coat, revealing only the central portion of their small face.His blue eyes were large and bright, with perfectly curled eyelashes that looked almost artificially crafted. Their pink lips were slightly parted. All of this made it impossible for Flora to determine whether the child was a boy or a girl. Vaguely, she could see a glimpse of the man who took pleasure in torturi
To recover more quickly, Flora curled up under the blanket and fell asleep after dinner. During the night, she slept for an unknown duration. Suddenly, Flora felt herself being embraced in a warm hug, and a warm hand was gently caressing her body.This broad and warm embrace felt like Henry's, so warm and strong."Henry..." she murmured with affection unconsciously escaping her lips.The roaming hand on her chest faltered for a moment and then turned into a rough kneading. Flora was startled by the sudden pain and let out a painful cry, instantly waking up from her slumber. When she opened her eyes, she was faced with the sight of a gaping maw of a blue dragon. She screamed in fear and instinctively began to struggle."Little wretch, not bad, you're starting to resist," Maxwell sneered and pinned her down, pressing her hands to prevent any further move."Let go! Let me go!" Flora yelled loudly, writhing and struggling. "I have no grudges with you! Why are you doing this?" What was wro
Except for enduring, Flora didn't know what else she could do!Footsteps were heard outside the door, and Flora quickly slipped under the blanket. She wasn't afraid of anyone, but she still lacked a set of clothes to cover her body. Even with the maids, she wasn't comfortable being naked in front of them.No need to guess, Flora could tell it was Nancy who came in. After so many days, she had learned to distinguish footsteps. As soon as she heard the heavy footsteps, her body hair would stand on end, and that bloody blue dragon would instantly coil around her mind, tensing her nerves and causing her to shiver.Flora had just raised her eyes in the direction of the door when something pink flew toward her face, hit her, and fell to the floor. It was a maid's uniform, the clothing Flora had longed for many days. Could she finally have a set of clothes?"Put on the clothes immediately and go to work!" Nancy yelled loudly.Flora's heart leaped with joy, and she eagerly reached out to grab
Flora entered the main house, with Nancy following behind, giving her a lukewarm briefing, "Big Young Master likes mocha coffee, Second Young Master prefers Black Ivory Coffee, Third Young Master enjoys white coffee, and Fourth Young Master drinks fruit juice...""Wow! What kind of family is this? Why are there so many members?" Flora silently exclaimed to herself.She hadn't remembered the coffee preferences Nancy had just explained because she hardly ever drank coffee, so she didn't recognize those names.But she didn't dare to ask Nancy because she knew that questioning would lead to a barrage of insults. To keep things peaceful, she bravely approached the coffee counter, opened a cupboard, and found an assortment of coffee. After contemplating for a moment, Flora selected the most expensive jar of Black Ivory Coffee, thinking that the domineering man must be drinking the priciest coffee. Following the instructions, she made the coffee and then made her way upstairs.Staring at the