All Chapters of Undercover The Sole Heir: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

"Ah, well, I guess we'll have dinner first," Samuel said awkwardly. As Victor waved to someone, and they seemed to understand what he meant, one by one the waiters arrived with menus to fill the long table that was now in front of Dante as well as the Anderson family members. "Ekhem, Mr. Vascos," Samuel said, still looking nervous, but it seemed the man couldn't and wouldn't put up with small talk. "Yes, please if you wish to speak," Dante replied. "Ekhem, first I would like to apologize for the impudence of my second son's behavior," Samuel explained while glancing briefly at Hector. "As a parent... I feel embarrassed because..." "Hello, I didn't expect to see you here," someone interrupted Samuel, causing everyone to turn their heads towards the voice. 'Ah, damn. What does she want to come here?' Dante's mind looked annoyed. Samuel, whose words were cut off, also looked angry after seeing who the voice belonged to. "Wild woman," Samuel's snort was heard, albeit softly. "He

It seemed that Hera did not want to give in; she wanted to look good in the eyes of Dante and Victor, hoping that the two men, especially Dante, could like her courage in fighting Sarah. "Come on, my dear sister-in-law, can you not make things difficult for us who are having this event?" asked Hera, looking annoyed with both hands clenched tightly. Sarah flicked her index finger at Hera, "No, Hera, I strongly object to your used clothes." Hera was getting more and more annoyed; she looked at Jemima while snorting harshly, "FUCK! Because of a servant like you, everything is a mess." Jemima looked speechless; now there was another woman abusing her, and she couldn't help but cry. "Tell you what, I'll avenge your anger on that despicable maid." "Oh yeah?" cut in Sarah, looking pleased as she turned to Dante, as if implying something. "What are you going to do?" he continued to ask. "I'm going to do the same, but I hope you'll sit tight first; after everything is done, Sarah and I

Right in the hotel lobby, Hector left Sarah alone, and while she was down, suddenly someone put a suit on her. 'Dante, I'm sure it's you," Sarah thought with an excited smile on her face, which she quickly corrected into a sad and sulking face. Unfortunately, when she turned around, the owner of the suit was not the man she expected. "Ah, Frank. I thought you were home," Sarah said when she realized that the man wearing a suit to cover her exposed shoulders and wet dress was her future brother-in-law. "Hm, you're such a mess, Sarah." Sarah nodded with a smile. "You're not going home?" Sarah asked again. "Ah... how can I go home, leaving you and my sister soaking wet? I'm waiting to see who comes first, and I have to help," Frank explained. Sarah smiled by trying to act gracefully to cover her annoyance and embarrassment in front of Frank; she was hungry for praise and wanted to look tough in front of any man. "Why don't we book a room here?" Frank asked. Sarah's eyes widened.

Julian and Jemima could no longer hold back the burning passion between them. They moved together, consumed by desire, as if the world belonged only to them. The soundproof room wrapped them in intimacy; their fingers laced together, and their lips met in a deep, fervent kiss. Soft sighs and quiet moans filled the space — this night felt special, made only for the two of them. Julian pulled back gently, looking down at Jemima — innocent, beautiful. She drew the blanket up to cover herself, her eyes shy and downcast. Julian smiled warmly, his heart full just seeing her. Jemima lay breathless, eyes glistening, her gaze overflowing with love. “You make me feel like a flower just beginning to bloom — soft, and alive with feeling,” she whispered, her voice hushed and tender. “I’ve never felt anything like this before.” Her eyes shone bright. Julian looked at her, his cheeks flushing pink. She pulled the blanket up to hide her face. Playfully, he tugged it back, and they laughed together

Julian and Jemima could no longer hold back the burning passion between them. They moved together, consumed by desire, as if the world belonged only to them. The soundproof room wrapped them in intimacy; their fingers laced together, and their lips met in a deep, fervent kiss. Soft sighs and quiet moans filled the space — this night felt special, made only for the two of them. Julian pulled back gently, looking down at Jemima — innocent, beautiful. She drew the blanket up to cover herself, her eyes shy and downcast. Julian smiled warmly, his heart full just seeing her. Jemima lay breathless, eyes glistening, her gaze overflowing with love. “You make me feel like a flower just beginning to bloom — soft, and alive with feeling,” she whispered, her voice hushed and tender. “I’ve never felt anything like this before.” Her eyes shone bright. Julian looked at her, his cheeks flushing pink. She pulled the blanket up to hide her face. Playfully, he tugged it back, and they laughed together