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

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be the Chesire family’s heiress, Amber.

subjected to

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

his stubble smugly. “I couldn’t do

Elliot beckoned to Amber and patted his

of you.”

hands left the keys. Then, she stood

in the lounge before mustering

in front of

in a past accident, only to have

flames from the explosion. Amber’s vocal cords

could never speak again.

learned

‘Elliot, I’m sorry. I wish you a great time,

hurriedly prepared to leave. As she passed

so soon?” Elliot suddenly grabbed Amber’s gown

daughter, Olivia,

apple of my sister’s eye. He might not be the

little girls. The last time

the balcony and died…”

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tears welled up in

and she

streamed down her face. However, she could

daughter, Olivia, was her

heartbroken, are we?” Elliot smacked his

treated you all this

here, and