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What!Bianca looked up at him with a shock expression on her face. She couldn't believe what she had just heard. “What do you mean?” She asked in a low tone. “I want you to get closer to my brother and carry his baby,” he said and she frowned. “I'm sorry. I don't think I can do such a thing. What if…” she swallowed the lump in her throat and shook her head with a sigh. He walked closer to her and placed his hand on her shoulder. She shuddered involuntarily. “You have nothing to be scared of. You want Jayden and he also wants you even though he's pretending so you have no problem,” he said reassuringly and she nodded her head in response. “I think I can do it but how do we go about it? I don't want to get caught by your father. You know how…” he interrupted her before she could complete her statement. “I've told you that I will do anything to make sure that you're not caught. I will protect you from my father so you don't have to be scared,” he said with a cold look on his face.

Smith stood up from the bed hastily and switched on the light in the room with a single command from him. He shook his head with a sigh as he glared at Bianca, who was lying shamelessly on the bed without caring how he would react or not. She was only in pink panties and a bra. Her thighs were exposed. His mind has been nurtured and refined so he wasn't moved by her appearance. Instead, he felt disgusted. “What are you doing here?” He asked in a relaxed tone, trying to control the anger that surged through his veins. “You don't need to look like that. What sort of questions is that? I'm your soon-to-be wife so I see nothing wrong with what I'm doing,” she said and stood up from the bed. She walked toward him with a seductive smile on her face. “If you take another step toward me, I will make sure that's the last time you'll take on earth,” he said coldly and she stopped on her track. She swallowed the lump in her throat and shook her head with a sigh when she saw how serious Smi

Smith remained calm and indifferent despite the looks that he received. He stood up from the chair that he was sitting on and looked up at Bianca with a cold look on his face.“What are you doing here?” He asked in a calm tone even though he knew his father must be involved with her appearance in his mansion. “What are you saying? I came to meet my soon-to-be husband. It isn't a bad idea, right?” She asked and moved closer to him but he stepped aside. He looked up and waved his hand dismissively. The staff understood the signal and left the house without any sign of hesitation. “You haven't told me what you come here to do,” he demanded in a cold tone and she shrugged. “I thought I'd told you earlier. I came because of you,” she said and licked her lips seductively. Sandra, on other hand, frowned and folded her hand into a fist as she watched Bianca disgracing herself. How couldn't she not know one of the most popular and influential models in the country? The daughter of a bill

“Sandra?” Smith looked up at her with a confused and surprised look on his face. “Are you okay, sir?” She asked in a concerned tone and rushed toward him then pulled him up. “At least, I know you aren't heartless,” Smith muttered and forced out a smile on his face even though he had a lot of questions in his mind to ask her but he controlled himself because of the situation they were in. “Who are you? How dare you interrupt us!”“I would pretend you didn't interrupt me if you spent a night with me. You look so sweet,” Micheal said and walked toward them in a slow stride while smiling seductively. “I will gouge out your eyes if you look at me in that manner again,” she said ruthlessly and her eyes turned icy. Micheal chuckled and ignored her. His lips curled into a smirk as he moved closer to her. “I don't think it's ideal for you to stay here for too long. You can't stand against him. He's not an ordinary person,” Smith said, trying to dissuade her but she paid no attention to h

“Do you mean that my father also knows about the path of cultivation?” Smith asked as he stared at Mr. Frank intently. Judging from Smith's question, Mr. Frank could tell that Smith had no idea what his father was involved in outside the business world so he didn't feign ignorance. If his father couldn't reveal to him that he's following the cultivation path, how could he explain to Smith? What if Mr. Anderson finds out and come for him? “You must have misheard me, Smith,” he said and Smith arched his eyebrows. “Misheard you? So what do you mean?” He asked in a calm tone. “Yes. Since you're the young master of the Edward family, I thought you would have an idea of some of these artifacts since the library of your empire must be filled with a collection of ancient books,” Mr. Frank said and looked away. Smith frowned and shook his head with a sigh. He could tell that Mr. Frank was hiding something but he didn't want to force him to say things against his will. “If that's the case

“Did you think I was not going to survive, old ancestor?” Michael frowned, feigning annoyance. The old ancestor shook his head with a sigh and stared at him in disbelief. How could he not be shocked to see Michael just after three months of entering the sacred place to cultivate humans?His last disciples who managed to pass the test took five months and two weeks before he got out of the sacred place. He was even in a more wretched state. His breathing was unsteady and his stamina was weak. “No, I'm just surprised. I never expected to leave so soon,” his old ancestor said and smiled heartily. A member of the Rodriguez was finally on the path of cultivation. He felt happy and relieved. “It's good to be back,” Micheal muttered and his lips curled into a smirk that didn't hide the dark intention behind it. “How was it?” The old ancestor asked as he brought him away to his chamber in Rodriguez's main branch. “The experience I had there wasn't something I would wish for my enemy exc

Dearest Gentle Readers, The author expresses sincere regret and disappointment for not being able to update the book as frequently as previously because of a variety of circumstances. From next month, the story will resume updates. You should expect intriguing and blockbuster scenes that you won't get tired of. Your token is acknowledged and valued for its use in this book. You're all wonderful. Thank you all, this author love you all. By Writer Rare Gem

“How could you do such a thing?” Adrian began to blame him and Daniel didn't like it. “Fine. I shouldn't have done such a thing but I have no choice,” Daniel said and Smith stared at him with a confused look on his face. “What do you mean? You have always had a choice. You made it so what are you saying about it?” He asked with an angry look on his face. “You won't blame me. Not like it's my fault anyway.”“If you'd listened to me when I told you to stop giving free meditation, I wouldn't have done such a thing but you didn't listen instead you ignored me,” Daniel said and he shrugged. “How could you do such a thing because of that, huh? What if that man went overboard and burned down this place just like he'd threatened?” Adrian half-yelled and he shook his head with a sigh. “Fine. I shouldn't have done it. And I'm very sorry. Please forgive me,” he said and Adrian scoffed. “Get the hell out of my face,” he said in a cold tone and Daniel nodded his head. “You won't forgive me

“What are you talking about?” The man blinked twice and looked away. “I don't know unless you tell me the person who paid you to frame me,” Adrian said in a cold and firm tone. The man looked up and glanced at his face then looked away quickly. “How did this cripple doctor know too much?” He asked himself but he couldn't get an answer. He couldn't get the reason why Adrian was able to uncover his flaws within seconds just after touching his hand and checking his pulse. Adrian smirked discreetly when he noticed the look on the old man's face. He knew what the old man was hiding. What the man didn't know was that he wasn't only a local doctor but he was a smart one indeed. The man admitted to the claims that he changed the prescription but he didn't tell anyone who told him to change the prescription. The man does not know the medical field so he couldn't change the drugs anyhow. And besides, he was desperate. It could be whether he was convinced to change the prescription or som

“You'll burn down my burn for what? What have I done wrong? So it's my fault treating you,” Adrian said in a calm tone. He remained indifferent and unfazed. He didn't care. He was ready for whatever that was going to happen because he knew that the illness should have healed up by then. “Don't give us that crap. It seems you don't care about your life, huh?” one of those men asked with an angry look on his face. “I do but you have to give me a few details before you can conclude that I'm sent to him or whatever.”“Or is this how you're going to treat me even after treating you for free?” Adrian asked in an annoyed tone and they scoffed. “That's the main reason why I'm suspicious of you. Who else gives medicine for free in this recession, huh?” The man spoke up in a harsh tone and he took a deep breath. Adrian bit on his lower lips and clenched into his crutches then approached the man, who glared at him disdainfully. “What are you doing?” One of those men asked and surrounded th

The next day, he opened his eyes as his alarm blared out loudly. He groaned out with a frustrated look on his face and reached out to the alarm on the table then put it off. “Why do you have to disturb me, huh?” He asked and stood up from the bed. He yawned and rubbed his hand on his eyes. He reached out to the crutches on the floor and clenched them close to himself. “Ahh…” he grunted out in pain as he struggled to climb down from the bed with the crutches. He limped toward the nightstand where his phone was ringing. He reached out to it and picked it up from the nightstand. He rested his arm on crutches and swiped through the phone with his right hand. He arched his eyebrows with a confused look on his face as he stared at the caller ID, which turned out to be Chloe. Why is she talking to him? He asked himself but he couldn't get an answer to it. He took a deep breath and picked the call then placed the phone close to his ears. “Hello,” he spoke up in his cold tone. “Hello,

By the time Adrian arrived home, he was tired and his body was aching seriously. He took a deep breath as he stood before the door and glanced at it with uncertainty in his heart. He couldn't stop feeling bad for what he said to Mr. Daniel. Mr. Daniel looked hurt and heartbroken after he made such a statement. He wished he could reverse what he said but it was too late. The deed has already been done. He could only beg him and ask for his forgiveness to soothe his heart. I knocked at the door and the door creaked open, revealing Daniel who was in a singlet and a short. “Welcome,” he said casually and turned to the left. “Daniel,” he called him back but Daniel pretended as though he didn't hear him. “Please don't leave yet,” he said and Daniel stopped on his track then turned to him. “What's the problem?” Mr. Daniel asked with a cold look on his face and he hit on his lower lips, unaware of what to say or do. “About what I said to you earlier. I know I shouldn't have judged you