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.

in his arms, her delicate form resembling a fragile porcelain doll. He gently carried her back to the bedroom and placed her on the large bed. The hives on her body were

of her flooded his mind. She used to follow him with radiant smiles, her joy easily

moment, Bradley felt he had lost that Esther somewhere along the

traced Esther’s eyebrows, realizing the affection he

as unsettling as a venomous snake’s tongue. It carried the threat of toxic venom that

attention. Any movement might provoke

her brows to the bridge of

the bedsheets, her heart pounding like

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