MasukSheila opened the door to find Killian, impeccably dressed in a suit, standing there.His gaze lingered on her, darkening slightly, and Sheila suddenly realized she'd just finished showering and was wearing a breezy camisole nightgown…without a bra.Her cheeks flushed crimson in an instant, and she turned away. "Come in, and close the door."Even after a year of getting up close and personal, she still felt shy around Killian. She'd even made a point of wearing tank top-style bras after showers, though they always ended up getting ripped off anyway.Living in the dorms these days, she'd gotten used to being a little more carefree.Sheila was about to grab a jacket when Killian suddenly swept her up into his arms, carrying her over to the beanbag chair.He buried his face in the crook of her neck and murmured, "You're using a different shower gel than at home."The hot scent of cedarwood, intoxicating and familiar, washed over her skin, sending shivers down her spine.This kind of embr
The waiter, a flicker of pity in their eyes, hesitated before taking the money and leaving.The soundproofing in the private room was mediocre at best, and Augustine's voice drifted out: "You've done this kind of thing before, so what's with the act now?""Does the entertainment industry lack beautiful women with good acting skills? Without capital backing you, why would you be the one on top, and not someone else?"Catherine spat out three words through gritted teeth: "I'm not going."Then came Augustine's voice, filled with fury: "Catherine! Who do you think you are? Without me, would you be where you are today?""And don't forget, your boyfriend with liver disease is still undergoing treatment overseas. The next million-dollar treatment fee is due soon."Catherine's voice was cold: "So if I don't go, you won't pay his treatment fees?"A million-dollar treatment fee?Although Catherine's popularity these past two years wasn't as high as before, she was still a top-tier actress, had
Andrew, in his white coat, showed no expression. "Why the sudden interest in this?"Killian glanced down at the organ matching report on the table.His compatibility with Antony was ninety percent."Recently, I met a man who also has Rh-negative blood. And he's blind."Andrew frowned, puzzled. "So?"Killian said, "I suspect my cornea came from him.""Suspect?" Andrew chuckled, raising an eyebrow. "While Rh-negative blood types are relatively rare, the overall number is still quite large.""Just because he's blind, he's automatically the donor from back then? Besides, I told you, the donor had liver cancer and volunteered as a test subject for my gene project. Donating the cornea was against protocol, I admit, but the person's identity must remain confidential.""And the person's already deceased."The unspoken message: stop chasing this meaningless lead.But the more airtight his answers, the more suspicious Killian became.Just then, Andrew looked at his phone. "The lab sent an emerg
"The more money I owe you, the harder it is to get a divorce, right?""Dream on! I'll earn enough money sooner or later to pay you back, down to the last penny!"Killian looked utterly helpless. "Even if you pay me back every cent, you still can't leave. I have the best legal team in the country.""Besides," he added, "even if we do divorce, I'll haunt you for the rest of your life.""........"It was a blatant threat, yet somehow laced with an unwavering promise.Sheila felt like he was driving her insane."Hmph, just wait until your white moonlight returns. You won't be saying that then."Killian rubbed his throbbing temples. "I told you, there is no white moonlight! Why can't you understand that?"He would never budge, and they would never be able to settle things.Sheila didn't want to argue anymore. "Move, I'm tired. I'm going back to sleep."Killian reluctantly stepped aside.Though the people around couldn't hear what they were saying, it was obvious that the president had give
Sheila suppressed her emotions, slowly approaching him. "What is it?"Her cold tone only fueled Killian's growing agitation. Still, he forced himself to be patient. "Can't a husband look for his wife?"Sheila remained unmoved. "Have you forgotten what we talked about last night?""The end of the agreement means I'm yours forever." Killian stated matter-of-factly, as if declaring an undeniable truth.Sheila snapped, "I want a divorce!"Killian conveniently tuned her out, seizing her fingers between his, his grasp surprisingly strong. "Get in the car. Come for a drive with me.""No!" Sheila tried to wrench free, but it was useless. He only tightened his hold, wrapping an arm possessively around her waist."Be good, okay?""No!""Or do you want me to kiss you right here, right now?""........"It was the end of the workday, and people were streaming out of the building. More and more eyes were turning to them, standing in front of a Rolls Royce worth over a hundred million.Sheila, caugh
The steel nib in Kane's hand pierced the document, tearing a jagged line across the page.Undoubtedly, this was a warning from Killian.It seemed he truly desired Sheila and had been plotting to possess her for a long time.Kane suddenly chuckled, lifting his gaze to the floor-to-ceiling window.The glass curtain wall of the Ford Group Building across the way reflected the blinding sunlight, a silent declaration of war.Too bad Sheila was his, and not even Killian could take her."Notify the investment department to suspend all mergers and acquisitions in the entertainment sector," Kane slowly unbuttoned his ink-stained cuff, a chilling smirk playing on his lips. "Handle the tax issues, cooperate with the investigation."The red Bugatti glided into Rosewood Garden at dusk.Kane opened the car door, stacked a dozen orange boxes on the doorstep, and calmly pressed the doorbell.Josefina recognized Kane and opened the door for him. "Young Master Maxwell, what brings you here?"Kane said







