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 lips

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

subjected

I had nothing better to

said, stroking his stubble smugly. “I couldn’t do

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

of you.”

as Amber’s hands left the

in the lounge before mustering a faint

front

the victims in a past accident, only to have her throat scorched

the explosion. Amber’s vocal cords were damaged in the aftermath, and

could never speak again.

language she had learned over the years. She

a great time, but I must finish work and

leave. As she passed by Elliot,

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

daughter, Olivia, to my

the apple of my sister’s eye. He might

The last time he played with one, she accidentally fell

the balcony and died…”

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Eliot in disbelief. Soon, tears welled up in her eyes, and

had no reason to lie, and she was well

and tears streamed down her face.

Olivia, was

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

you all this

me here, and I