His Lordship Alexander Kane

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!”

his lips and

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

subjected to their ruthless

her when I had nothing better to do, but she never gave me

smugly. “I couldn’t do anything about it before,

to Amber and patted his thigh. “Come and sit

of you.”

as Amber’s hands left

lounge before mustering a faint smile for

in front of

victims in a

vocal cords were

could never speak again.

language she had learned over

you a great time, but I must finish

to leave. As she

soon?” Elliot suddenly grabbed Amber’s

your daughter, Olivia, to my

apple

pretty little girls. The last time he played with

the balcony and died…”

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tears welled up in her

reason to lie, and she was well aware that Zoe

her face.

Olivia, was her

Elliot smacked his lips, sneering. “Want to

life? It’s simple! You know how I’ve treated you all this time. Just make

me here, and I can guarantee her