Mandy hesitated and said, “I didn’t see anything tonight. Can I go to sleep now?”

“Get lost!” Bradley curtly replied.

Mandy remained unfazed by Bradley’s anger. Lately, she had been immersed in novels about power struggles, where female protagonists sought revenge and rose to power, fueled by the feminist wave.

She contemplated the idea of manipulating Bradley into marrying her and then orchestrating his downfall, eventually taking control of the Warner Group.

Although she had received help from X, she was determined not to be indebted to anyone, even her benefactor.

Mandy considered that sharing her plan with X might gain their support, making her a valuable ally and allowing her to leverage Bradley.

a fragile porcelain doll. He gently carried her back to the bedroom and placed her on the

who appeared to be sleeping. Countless memories of her flooded his mind. She used to follow him with radiant smiles,

moment, Bradley felt he had lost

eyebrows, realizing the

her, that touch was as unsettling as

evade the serpent’s attention. Any

finger glided from her brows to the bridge of her nose

clutched the bedsheets, her

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