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!”

Dorvall licked his

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pianist used to be the Chesire family’s heiress, Amber. She used to be

subjected to their

attentive to her when I had nothing better to do, but she

“I couldn’t do anything

a lewd grin, Elliot beckoned to Amber and patted his thigh. “Come and sit

of you.”

Amber’s hands left the keys. Then, she stood and bowed

lounge before mustering a faint smile for Elliot

front of

fire to save the victims in a past accident, only to have

searing flames from the explosion. Amber’s vocal cords were

could never speak again.

learned

great time, but I must

bowed and hurriedly prepared to leave. As she

Elliot suddenly grabbed Amber’s gown and chuckled mockingly. “Don’t

daughter, Olivia,

is, right? He’s the apple of my

loves playing with pretty little girls. The last

the balcony and died…”

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at Eliot in disbelief. Soon, tears welled up in her

and she was

and tears streamed down her face. However, she

Olivia, was

his lips, sneering. “Want

simple! You know how I’ve treated you all

me here, and I can guarantee