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

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

fallen from grace, subjected to

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

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

a lewd grin, Elliot beckoned to Amber and patted his thigh. “Come and sit here. I’ll take good

of you.”

Amber’s hands left the keys. Then, she

customers in the lounge before mustering a faint smile

front

save the victims in a past accident,

flames from the explosion. Amber’s vocal cords were damaged in the

could never speak again.

learned over the

I wish you a great time, but

bowed and hurriedly prepared to leave.

Amber’s gown and chuckled

sent your daughter, Olivia,

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

The last time he played with one, she

the balcony and died…”

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

and she was well aware that Zoe was capable of

down her face. However,

Olivia,

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

know how I’ve treated you all this

and I can guarantee

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