"Come with me; I'll give you everything you want."When Heather Sutton is backed into a corner, she sells herself to a man she doesn't know. But after that night, he becomes addicted to her. He ties her to his side by way of a contract.Heather slowly immerses herself in the act… until she sees him with another woman."Our contract's over, Mr. Elkin. See you."She loses hope in him and disappears, leaving only a note behind. Everyone thinks she's merely playing hard to get, including Tyrone Elkin. To everyone's surprise, she goes missing.There's only news of Heather a few years later—she's marrying someone else. Tyrone runs to the wedding. His eyes are red as he cries, "Come home with me, babe!"…Long after this, Tyrone gives a talk at a renowned university. When he's asked what's the biggest return he's made on an investment, he rubs his wedding ring and smiles. He says, "I spent 20 thousand dollars on an investment—in return, I met my wife."
View MoreBecause of Heather's casual mention of missing him, Tyrone had come. She stared at Tyrone's handsome face, feeling the alcohol hit her harder, making her a bit light-headed. She reached out, wrapping her arms around his neck and resting her head on his shoulder. His familiar scent filled her lungs, sinking deep into her being. "Are you drunk?" Tyrone asked, noticing the faint smell of alcohol on her breath. "I'm dizzy," Heather murmured. "Why did you stay?" She had always thought Tyrone disliked the Snyder family and would leave as soon as possible. Her gentle, sweet tone made it sound like she was whining. Tyrone's eyes darkened slightly as his long fingers began to massage her temples, avoiding her question. "Do you know him?" he asked. Fernando was lucky to still be walking after daring to lay a hand on Heather. Tyrone had wanted to confront him but had let him go only because she had asked. Heather explained, "His name is Fernando. He was my college classmate. He
Tyrone made no mention of Fernando's attempt to assault Heather, sparing her reputation. Still, the onlookers weren't oblivious. They noticed Heather was wearing a man's suit jacket, and the color matched Tyrone's slacks perfectly—it was clearly his. But everyone knew Heather was dating Greg, the second son of the Elkin family. Thoughts began to stir among the crowd. It was becoming obvious that the illegitimate daughter of the Snyder family wasn't just involved with Greg, but also had some kind of close relationship with Tyrone, the third son of the Elkins. With ties like this, the Snyder family was bound to rise in status. To those watching, aligning with the Snyders now appeared to be a smart move. Fernando's parents' face turned pale. They hadn't expected Fernando to offend Tyrone and were too shocked to speak. Meanwhile, Thomas couldn't hide his satisfaction. "Mr. Elkin, I apologize for not welcoming you properly. We didn't expect you to grace us with your presence.
Chaos erupted. Fernando and Caleb were locked in a vicious brawl. Caleb's professional training showed in his skill, but Fernando, out of control, fought like a crazed beast, his strength overwhelming. Dirt flew, branches snapped, and the dull thuds of fists hitting flesh echoed through the air. From a sleek black car in the distance, Selena and Whitney watched the scene unfold in shock. "Why didn't you tell me Tyrone was here too?" Selena yelled, her face livid. Whitney, equally stunned, replied, "We didn't invite Tyrone. I have no idea when he got here." "Tyrone's now here, and that bitch got away again," Selena snarled, and her face contorted with frustration. … In the garden, Tyrone gently lifted Heather and set her down on a stone table. Her face was pale. Though his voice was tense with worry, Tyrone kept it steady, trying not to alarm her. "Hattie, are you hurt?" Still trembling, Heather glanced up at him, her lips quivering. "I'm okay," she muttered. A
Fernando remained silent. Heather glanced around, then supported herself and rose to her feet. "Let me help you find your parents." Given his condition, Fernando always needed someone to watch over him. "It's been so long, how have you been, Hattie?" Fernando grinned, his words slow and his tone distinctly different from others. Heather smiled warmly. "I've been well, thank you. And you?"Her face softened with her gentle smile, and her bright eyes sparkled like stars. The hem of her elegant white gown fluttered in the night breeze, making her look ethereal, like a goddess beneath the moonlight.Fernando's heart raced as he watched her. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a small, colorful box and handed it to her. "For me?" Heather asked, surprised. "Yeah." "Thank you," Heather said, taking the box. "Open it!" Fernando urged, his face lighting up with excitement.Heather smiled again and opened the box. Inside were a few brightly colored candies, and her lips cu
The cool night breeze whispered through the rustling leaves. Outside the back gate of Snyder Manor, a black sedan rested in the shadows. Inside the car sat a driver, along with Selena and a burly young man in the back seat. "Where is she?" the man asked, his gaze fixed on Selena. Just then, Whitney arrived, opened the passenger door, and got in. She glanced coldly at the two in the back before addressing the man. "I've taken Heather to the garden. The rest is up to you." In the garden, Heather's slender figure stood under the swaying shadows of trees, her beauty almost ethereal. A flash of fierce hatred crossed Selena's eyes as she turned to the man beside her. "That's Heather. Do you see her?" The man was tall and plump. He wasn't particularly handsome, and there was a vacant, simpleminded look in his eyes. When he spotted Heather, his eyes widened with recognition. "She's waiting for you. Do you want to meet her?" Selena asked. The man nodded eagerly, reaching for
Thomas' subtle probing extinguished the flicker of hope Heather had for any genuine family connection.But hearing Tyrone's voice filled her heart with warmth. Suddenly, the cold seemed to disappear. Tyrone's primary goal had always been making money, yet now he was telling her she mattered more than that. The thought that someone found her important was a wonderful feeling. "Why did you call?" Tyrone's deep voice came through the phone. Heather pressed her lips together before answering him. "Tyrone, I forgot to mention something earlier. I overheard Greg talking with someone from a big financial group. Maybe you should look into it." "Alright." "Don't let him win." "You called just to tell me that?" Tyrone chuckled softly, unconcerned. "Don't worry. I won't go bankrupt, and I'll make sure you're never short on money." Heather bit her lip. "Tyrone, I miss you." There was a brief silence before his quiet response. "Alright." Heather wasn't sure what else to say.
In the study, Heather and Thomas sat across from each other with a coffee table between them. "Hattie, we've moved to a new house," Thomas began with a warm, fatherly smile. "We didn't get the chance to tell you, but your room is beautifully decorated. You should take a look later." He added, "And Macey—she's changed a lot. She knows she wasn't very kind to you before, but that won't happen again." It had been over a month since they moved, and yet this was the first time they mentioned it. Thomas claimed they hadn't had the chance, but hadn't even found the time for a phone call. Heather offered a faint smile. "Has business been good at the company lately?" Thomas' face brightened with pride. "That's actually what I wanted to talk to you about. Business is booming, and a lot is going on. I've been thinking it's time for you to come help out. "I know you're busy with screenwriting, but you're my daughter. And with Whitney's health being what it is, eventually, you'll h
Heather followed her inside and looked around the large garden. "Since when have you moved here?""Mr. Thomas and the family moved here about a month ago. I heard from Mrs. Macey that the household had spent about ten million dollars on this villa. There's so much funds available to the household," the head maid said fawningly.They moved here about a month ago but she had only received the address today.The villa was far larger than the one they owned before, and the renovation was much more luxurious as well.The head maid said Thomas was still in his study. Once inside the living room, she then led Heather to the second floor. They were just walking around the corner when they encountered Whitney, who was heading down."Hattie?"Whitney's expression was one of shock when she saw Heather, but she quickly regained her composure and smiled, as if she was happy and excited. She quickly walked toward her and held Heather by her arm."Are you here to see me, Hattie?"Whitney hadn
Heather pulled out her phone.But before she could see who was calling, Tyrone already had his arms around her slender neck and forced her to look at him. "Don't pick it up. Kiss me.""Stop it. I need to pick up the call.""Is a call more important than me? Kiss me now or I'll throw the phone away."Tyrone raised his eyebrow and he looked visibly upset.It was a tyrannical yet childish threat.Yet that was how Tyrone was. He liked to see Heather make him the purpose of her life and put him first even when it came to minor things like picking up a phone.Heather found it funny. He would still buy her a new phone even if he got rid of the one she had right now.However, Heather knew Tyrone didn't like her disobeying him, so she tried to calm him down first.Heather tip-toed and kissed Tyrone's lips. His cold demeanor reminded her of how it felt when the snow petals fell on her face during the middle of winter.A dark glint flashed in Tyrone's eyes. He widened his eyes as he gla
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