It was late at night. A black full-size Lincoln SUV is driving into an extravagant

mansion in A City's most expensive suburb.

Inside the mansion.

Bianca Rayne's eyes were covered with a silk blindfold.

He did not want her to know who he was.

"Don't be afraid. Take deep breaths.

"You can do it, Bianca. There's nothing more important than getting Dad a liver transplant so he can live. It's fine to sacrifice a little for Dad."

She could not ignore the sound of the car entering the mansion.

Now that it had come to this, all she could do was keep talking to herself, to persuade and comfort herself.

When Luke Crawford walked in, his body tall and his spine straight, he immediately saw Bianca, who was standing in his room. She was young, in the prime of her youth-

"H-Hello..." She could sense his body approaching, so she instinctively took a step back despite the blindfold, stuttering as she greeted him stiffly.

She had thought that the past few days of mental preparation had left her numb to everything, so she would not shy away. Now that it was actually time, though, she still could not help but feel scared. How pathetic.

The urge to run was strong.

Luke did not know if what he was doing tonight was right, but he did know that he desperately needed to find a woman and have a kid before his next birthday. That was what Old Master Crawford demanded.

Luke looked down on the petite girl from above. "What are you afraid of?"

The man's voice was deep, mellow, and mesmerizing.

Bianca was a little shocked. Why did he have such a young-sounding and melodious voice? How could a middle-aged old man have such an amazing voice?"

"I don't have any sexual diseases, neither do I have any sick fetishes," the man said, his voice deep and rich. He seemed to be comforting her.

He was certain that she was not shy. No, she was scared of him.

Before she could recover, she heard that man continue, "Let's begin."

The man spoke without warmth, as though he was announcing the start of a conference. He sounded so spectacularly solemn.

The next second, she was lifted into his arms!

by a man like

stop!" Luke said again. He thought he was being quite considerate by

Bianca

reached out his hand to grab

retreated away

apple bobbing. He abruptly grabbed her fair and slender

did not dare to pull away anymore, because his words made her face flush in an

really was a young man with money and good looks, why would he have to pay for a child with a normal

no woman

"I have a question."

voice was filled with impatience, and his warm hand

so why... Why did you want to do it the natural way suddenly?" That was the

warm breath

soon as she asked that, she gasped at the

little yelp immediately put some emotion in Luke's voice. He said,

to lose a single chromosome, so I prefer it if we

next moment, he pinched her

"OW..."

thin layer of sweat on Bianca's forehead. Her brain was not

but he pinned her down forcefully and

tender flowering bud. Luke knew that if he had to do this if he wanted children, and he thought that the only way he could ease his guilty conscience - was by treating her as gently as he

growing heavy. It felt like he

leaf drifting on the water. She

not know when he

clock and saw that it was three in the

butler, Faye Thomas, was not asleep yet. She walked over to Bianca and said very respectfully," Allow me to

little dazed, and

expose

retreated out

got out of bed and stumbled toward the bathroom.

herself down and returned

in the bedroom had been switched

night, she

ve

and she was with her female classmate's, looking over the walfas they sneakily peeked at the basketball competition going on in the court of the high school next year. The idol of the school was so cool and handsome, his every move stealing their hearts as he played ball. That was the senior who had transferred

boy called Crawford. 5

... 4

woke up, her entire body feeling unnaturally

stood in front of the

her toothbrush

the mirror for a long time. Dazed, she remembered

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