Summerwood City, ten o’clock at night.

As the night deepened, the moon became enchanting.

Violet Webb woke up from a hangover, with a terrible headache. She glanced at the furnishings in the room and realized she was in the double suite of the hotel where she usually stayed.

Today was her step–sister Veronica’s celebration banquet for winning the

city–level jewelry competition.

Violet didn’t expect that after just two drinks, she would pass out. She sat up and heard faint voices coming from the next room. She got out of bed and walked toward the door.

The door of the adjacent suite was not completely closed, leaving a crack. Violet was about to reach out and push the door when she saw what was happening inside, and she froze on the spot.

wavy hair cascaded down her

she had been

a sweet voice, “Russell, how was I just now?”

breathing unevenly, smiled and held her tightly, his voice

woman, with a voice that Violet knew all too well, was her step–sister Veronica!

chuckled lightly upon hearing Russell’s words, her voice dripping with charm. “Russell, since I’m so good to you, can I have the design draft that Violet

rubbed Veronica’s cheek and

you want me,

it could melt Russell’s heart. “That’s because I love you. Just

not?”

give it to you, definitely!” Russell indulgently laughed. Then, he said with a mesmerized expression on his face, “You can even have

to marry me before. Let’s go get the marriage license one day, okay?”

which was a rare occurrence. “All those award–winning design drafts you had before were actually stolen from Violet. If we suddenly get married, she won’t willingly give you her design draft!

I just want to marry you. Besides, the thing you’re worried about is not even a problem. My dad already knows we’re together, and he’s already discussing a marriage

and asked in a hesitant voice, “But

movement froze for a moment, and soon she sneered. “How is that possible? If she doesn’t agree, my dad has plenty of ways to

I promise you!” Russell couldn’t resist Veronica’s sweet and coquettish request

in a satisfied tone of voice, “Darling, you’re the best! Tomorrow is a good day. Let’s get the marriage license tomorrow,

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