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

grace, subjected to their ruthless

used to be attentive to her when I had nothing better to do, but she never

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

Elliot beckoned to Amber and patted his thigh. “Come and sit here. I’ll

of you.”

out of rhythm as Amber’s hands left the keys. Then, she stood

customers in the lounge before mustering a

front of

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

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

could never speak again.

learned over the years. She made a humble

you a great time,

hurriedly prepared to leave.

Elliot suddenly grabbed Amber’s gown and chuckled mockingly.

daughter, Olivia, to my

is, right? He’s the apple

The last time he played

the balcony and died…”

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

reason to lie, and she was well aware that

quivered, and tears streamed down her face. However, she could not

Olivia, was her

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

life? It’s simple! You know how I’ve treated you

with me here, and I