The Imperial Bathhouse was one of the upscale entertainment venues operated by the Dorvall family, with a minimum spend of 450 dollars to get in. It was renowned in Ol’ Mare for its wide range of services, both sensual and innocent.

Occasionally, one might even spot a few lesser-known female celebrities.

On the fourth-floor VIP lounge, the melodic tune of the piano flowed gently with an underlying touch of melancholy.

“Beautiful, truly beautiful!”

In a lavish massage chair, a burly man draped in just a bath towel looked on from afar at the delicate woman gracefully playing the piano, and his gaze blatantly exposed his lust.

The pianist was simply too beautiful!

She was dressed in an elegant gown with a high slit. Her legs, long and fair, were visible from his angle. Her skin was flawless and delicate, radiating a gorgeous luster under the soft ambient lighting in the hall. Her eyes, nose, and lips were beautiful. She looked like a painting coming to life.

Even though the pianist was smiling, there was a subtle hint of sadness on her face, making her look even more pitiful and enchanting.

“Do you have a thing for her too, Elliot?”

leaned closer, his eyes filled with desire as he commented, “Who wouldn’t be interested in the famous Ol’ Mare beauty with a brain? So what if she’s a child? Look at that figure and pretty

licked his lips and

heiress, Amber. She used to be beyond

but she never gave me a second glance,” Elliot said, stroking his stubble smugly. “I couldn’t do anything about it

lewd grin, Elliot beckoned to Amber and patted his thigh. “Come and sit here. I’ll take

stood and bowed in apology to the customers in the lounge before mustering a faint smile for

a past accident, only to have her throat scorched by the searing flames from the explosion. Amber’s vocal cords were damaged in

the years. She made a humble plea which meant, ‘Elliot, I’m sorry. I wish you a great time, but I must finish work and care for my daughter.’

and hurriedly prepared to leave. As she passed

chuckled mockingly. “Don’t you

think you know who he is, right? He’s the apple of my sister’s eye. He might not be the sharpest boy, but he loves playing with pretty little girls. The last time

welled up in her eyes, and she sobbed silently. She knew Elliot had no reason to lie, and she was well aware that Zoe was capable of such

tears streamed down her face. However, she could not make a

was her life!

save your beloved Olivia’s life? It’s simple! You know how I’ve treated you all this time. Just make a public

plunged into an icy abyss, feeling a chill running

What a jerk!

and tried to get her into bed. She resisted persistently, avoiding him with all her might and using every trick in the book to preserve her innocence. However, she never imagined that

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