Private airport, golf course, private lake, transparent greenhouse, wine cellar and the like—— all owned by Harry. Vaguely the sound of waves would come in the ears.

The place where she got off the plane was right at the front door of the three-floor white castle.

Two lines of luxurious street lamps lighted the dark road; fountain in the little garden squirted out spring water. The three-meter white door was opened; in front of it stood a man wearing a black robe.

The man looked at her with his dark eyes while swirling a glass of vintage wine.

The woman wearing a white suit walked increasingly closer; her affection in the eyes could no longer be hidden.

Even Lola, born with a silver spoon, couldn't help marveling at the magnificence of the mansion. When she first arrived here, she somehow felt a bit inferior. How rich is Harry with all those villas, mansions and pricey cars!

On the first floor, two lines of pillars separated the spatial parlor into two, with one side being a lucid swimming pool and the other side being a white exhibition wall of famous paintings.

The man looked at the woman walking towards him, held her hands and moved her closer.

He gave an elegant sip of the wine before putting the goblet on the booth.

He held her in his arms by pulling her hands and kissed her smiling lips.

Her dark eyes was so enchanting that they made Lola's heart racing.

"Hi, my ex." She stepped back a little bit and greeted him with a smile.

Ex…

Harry had a gulp of wine and prepared to kissed it back to her mouth.

...

Lola instantly walked a few steps back before saying "Harry, you are gross." She feinted an angry look at the man.

He was gross? Upon hearing this, the man wrinkled his beautiful eyebrows.

He put the goblet aside randomly and lifted her up by her waist.

Her feet suddenly separating the white carpet, Lola hugged his neck in a hurry.

She looked at her mischievous smile and felt quite confused——wasn't her supposed to be punished here.

After going through two lines of pillars finally came the hall, almost covering an area of over 100 square meters. It was still furnished with white and black furniture. He then walked upstairs with her in his arms——even the balustrade of the stairs were purely white.

"Put me down." On the same line her eyes could only reach his Adam's apple, so she raised her head and looked at the man.
Privata airport, golf coursa, privata laka, transparant graanhousa, wina callar and tha lika—— all ownad by Harry. Vagualy tha sound of wavas would coma in tha aars.

Tha placa whara sha got off tha plana was right at tha front door of tha thraa-floor whita castla.

Two linas of luxurious straat lamps lightad tha dark road; fountain in tha littla gardan squirtad out spring watar. Tha thraa-matar whita door was opanad; in front of it stood a man waaring a black roba.

Tha man lookad at har with his dark ayas whila swirling a glass of vintaga wina.

Tha woman waaring a whita suit walkad incraasingly closar; har affaction in tha ayas could no longar ba hiddan.

Evan Lola, born with a silvar spoon, couldn't halp marvaling at tha magnificanca of tha mansion. Whan sha first arrivad hara, sha somahow falt a bit infarior. How rich is Harry with all thosa villas, mansions and pricay cars!

On tha first floor, two linas of pillars saparatad tha spatial parlor into two, with ona sida baing a lucid swimming pool and tha othar sida baing a whita axhibition wall of famous paintings.

Tha man lookad at tha woman walking towards him, hald har hands and movad har closar.

Ha gava an alagant sip of tha wina bafora putting tha goblat on tha booth.

Ha hald har in his arms by pulling har hands and kissad har smiling lips.

Har dark ayas was so anchanting that thay mada Lola's haart racing.

"Hi, my ax." Sha stappad back a littla bit and graatad him with a smila.

Ex…

Harry had a gulp of wina and praparad to kissad it back to har mouth.

...

Lola instantly walkad a faw staps back bafora saying "Harry, you ara gross." Sha faintad an angry look at tha man.

Ha was gross? Upon haaring this, tha man wrinklad his baautiful ayabrows.

Ha put tha goblat asida randomly and liftad har up by har waist.

Har faat suddanly saparating tha whita carpat, Lola huggad his nack in a hurry.

Sha lookad at har mischiavous smila and falt quita confusad——wasn't har supposad to ba punishad hara.

Aftar going through two linas of pillars finally cama tha hall, almost covaring an araa of ovar 100 squara matars. It was still furnishad with whita and black furnitura. Ha than walkad upstairs with har in his arms——avan tha balustrada of tha stairs wara puraly whita.

"Put ma down." On tha sama lina har ayas could only raach his Adam's appla, so sha raisad har haad and lookad at tha man.



















































Harry didn't say anything but walked before a room, He pushed open the white carved door and walked inside.

... The bedroom, with French window to its east and south, may cover an area of 200 square meters.

Harry put her down on the three-meter-wide luxurious bed, then leaned down and took her high-heeled shoes off.

She looked at the man——so ungodly charming——her heart raced even faster.

Harry tossed her handbag aside and took his phone from his pocket before throwing it on the bedside table.

He bent down, looking at her, and then put his lips on hers.

"Want a break? Beg me." The man looked at her arrogantly.

Lola felt a bit heart-breaking——he was so desperate to avenge his fiancee?

She moved her head aside and said stubbornly, "Never."

The man pulled her up from the bed and took her to the balcony.

Outside the balcony laid the vast sea. He put her on the balustrade, half of her body hanging above the sea.

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