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 fair shoulders and she was embracing Violet’s boyfriend

like she had

woman, clinging to Russell’s n*ck, coquettishly asked in a sweet voice, “Russell, how

her tightly, his voice still slightly trembling as he

knew all too

her voice dripping with charm. “Russell, since I’m so good to you,

Veronica’s cheek and said, “You little

only do you

this, Veronica immediately giggled, her voice so sweet that it could melt Russell’s heart. “That’s because I love you. Just tell me, will you

not?”

Then, he said with a mesmerized expression on his face, “You can even have my life if

license one day, okay?” Veronica, still hugging Russell, rested her chin on his shoulder and made further

before were actually stolen from Violet. If we suddenly get married,

not even a problem. My dad already knows we’re

Veronica’s beautiful earrings and asked in a hesitant

dad has plenty of ways to ruin her uncle’s company! If you’re really afraid that she’ll find out, let’s have a secret marriage,

promise you!” Russell couldn’t resist Veronica’s sweet

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

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