He was the successor of a mysterious European family and the president of a transnational financial conglomerate. Although a bachelor for years, he had a 6-year-old son.
She was the head of the Criminal Investigation Department of the North District Police Station, a dumb violent police officer.
When they first met, she thought he was a mobster. Not only did she crash into his expensive sports car, but even bit him.
He calmly raised his slender fingers with teeth marks and said, "Hester, do you think you can get away after biting me? I want money, or this isn't over."
She buckled when she noticed the bite mark, asking sheepishly, "How much?"
"Let's see. 500,000." He smiled charmingly but was cooking up a plan. "Bucks!"
She only made 4, 500 a month. Bursting into tears, she said pitifully, "What if I can't afford it?"
The smile on his thin lips spread wider. "Then I guess you will make do. I am in need of a girlfriend, and my son a mother."
However, she didn't want to be a stepmother!
The spoiled brat countered, "I don't want that dumb woman to be my mommy! I only agreed to call her mother for Daddy's sake. It's not because I like her or anything!"

The Odyssey of a Woman from Mars

However, as she showered Farley the side of her face, Farley had already walked past her and sat opposite Hester. He looked at Hester's plate, which was piled with food given by his son. "Are you gonna finish it?" he asked Hester.


Hester looked down at her plate. There were kinds of food on it, seafood, meat and vegetables. Dave had set out the food for her, but now it didn't look good because a spoonful soup was spilled just now when she was talking to Bette.


She wrinkled her nose in disgust. "No."


"Okay, I'll finish it." After saying that, Farley took Hester's plate and chopsticks and began to eat slowly under the astonished gaze of Hester, Dave and Bette.


His elegant manners, his unemotional eyes ... He looked so cool and calm. It was pleasing to the eye to see him enjoy the food.


Farley, A Manipulator