All Chapters of The Beauty Trap: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

In an instant, a massive flood of information rushed into my mind. It was a combination of fighting techniques, application of force, vulnerable points of the human body, and various lethal combat methods. My body had swiftly absorbed all of this combat knowledge.It felt as though I'd just had a dream, where I picked up the art of fighting. When I opened my eyes, my whole body seemed to be brimming with strength. I touched my face. The corner of my eye was no longer bleeding, and the wound had already healed.When I looked in the mirror, I felt as though I'd become an entirely different person.The old me used to look like a defeated man who lacked confidence. But now? The reflection of me in the mirror showed me a self-assured man with a look of determination in his bright eyes.I subconsciously touched the emerald pendant. Was it the pendant that brought about all of these changes?"I didn't expect you to be this spunky, Nathan Cole."A woman's voice rang out. I glanced toward

"Of course! You've rightfully earned that reward!" Amelia said while looking at me with a hint of approval.She quickly scribbled an address on a piece of paper and handed it to me. "You'll manage this nightclub. It's now up to you to prove whether you can establish yourself, Mr. Cole."I glanced at the paper and was shocked to find the address for Elysium. That was the nightclub Tristan owed money to. It was a very popular place in Hearthsea. Was she seriously giving it to me?Amelia made a phone call. 15 minutes later, a man who was probably in his early 30s came in. He had a firm jaw and a serious expression."Simon, this is Nathan Cole. From now on, he'll be in charge of Elysium. Nathan, this is the manager of Elysium, Simon Foster."I rose to my feet with a smile and nodded at Simon, offering him my hand. "It's nice to meet you, Mr. Foster. I look forward to working with you.""I look forward to your guidance and support as well," Simon said with a smile of his own as he ret

Gritting her teeth, Elaine asked, "Mr. Foster, what did you just call him?""Mr. Cole, of course. Is there anything wrong with that?" Simon said. He walked up to me before addressing the room with a smile. "Mr. Nathan Cole is the CEO of Elysium. He wasn't lying to you."All eyes turned to me once again. Those sycophantic classmates of mine now looked at me with a mix of envy and jealousy.I glanced at Tristan. His jaw was clenched, and his expression dark. Then, I looked at Elaine, who was glaring at me in fury as well, as if blaming me for making her look like a fool.And finally, I looked at Howie, who was pretending not to notice anything."Look at you, blowing things up as much as you can, only to end up being the clown," I mocked Elaine. "You made all that effort to make a call and ask for Simon to come over, all for what? You're the joke now."Glancing at Howie, I said curtly, "And you, all that nonsense about the VIP room and paying my share for me, huh? Mr. Foster, rememb

Once we entered Amelia's apartment, she dumped her handbag on the couch and said, "You did pretty well tonight, Nathan, so here's a reward. Starting tonight, you're moving in with me."She leaned against the doorframe of a bedroom and pointed inside, saying, "This bedroom is yours."Alcohol lowered one's inhibitions and ignited one's desires.Now that I was tipsy, Amelia looked even more bewitching to me. I deliberately drew in close and whispered into her ear, "You mean we're going to be staying together? Aren't you worried that I might take advantage of you?"She laughed so hard that her body trembled, making her look even more enchanting. "Not at all. I've always believed in meeting every challenge as it comes my way."Once she was done giggling, her expression suddenly grew serious. "The attitude you took with Elaine today impressed me, Nathan. It proves that the time and energy I invested in you haven't gone to waste. If you're able to destroy Tristan through your own abiliti

In the evening, Amelia took me to Allure. Once again, I got a glimpse of just how extensive her connections were.Allure was a high-end bar in Hearthsea, commonly frequented by the elites of the city. The moment Amelia and I walked in, a waiter led us straight to a reserved booth.The lighting in the bar was dim, the air thick with the scent of premium cigars and wine. Every table was a private booth. The spotlights overhead only revealed a faint outline of the guests, ensuring the guests' privacy.Amelia ordered two drinks before giving me a wink. "This is the best place in Hearthsea to gather some information—and also the safest place in the city. No one dares to mess with the bar's owner.""Oh, my!" A sultry voice rang out behind Amelia. "I was wondering why my humble establishment looked particularly dazzling today. I can now see it's because Lia, my favorite little vixen, has arrived."I looked toward the voice and saw a woman in her 30s approaching us. She had a graceful fig