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?”

A wealthy young man 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 face! She’s even more appealing than other young women!”

licked his

family’s heiress, Amber. She used to be beyond

grace, subjected to their

to be attentive to her when I had nothing better to

stroking his stubble smugly. “I couldn’t do anything about

to Amber and patted his

of you.”

suddenly went out of rhythm as Amber’s hands left the

to the customers in the lounge before mustering a faint smile

front

victims in

flames from the explosion. Amber’s vocal cords

could never speak again.

were the sign language she had learned over the years. She made a humble plea

wish you a great time, but I

and hurriedly prepared to leave. As

soon?” Elliot suddenly grabbed Amber’s gown and

your daughter, Olivia, to my

know who he is, right? He’s the apple of

pretty little girls. The last time he played with one, she accidentally

the balcony and died…”

Soon, tears welled up in her eyes, and she

to lie, and she was well aware that Zoe

down her face. However, she could not

daughter, Olivia, was

heartbroken, are we?” Elliot smacked his lips, sneering. “Want to

you all this time. Just make

here, and I can guarantee

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