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

subjected

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

couldn’t

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

of you.”

out of rhythm as Amber’s hands

the lounge before mustering a faint

in front of her

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

vocal cords were damaged in the aftermath, and

could never speak again.

sign language she had learned

great time, but I must finish

leave. As

soon?” Elliot suddenly grabbed Amber’s gown and

your daughter, Olivia, to my

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

pretty little girls. The last time he played with one, she

the balcony and died…”

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disbelief. Soon, tears welled up in

no reason to lie, and she was

down her face. However, she could

Olivia, was

smacked his lips, sneering. “Want

know how I’ve treated you all

and I can guarantee her