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

"Does it make Farley a suspect simply because he is capable of laundering the money? There are a lot of people who can. Are you suggesting that I look into each of them?" Hester found Hamilton ridiculous. When solving a case, the police did make bold assumptions and meticulous verifications, but a wild guess like that was far-fetched. It showed no respect to the people involved.


It was out of the question that Farley played a part in money laundering.


"Hester, don't you see the coincidence? Farley has only been in Oceanfront City for a few months, and the Carter Group has been found out to have made such a big mistake. Given your relationship between Bette and the Carters, everyone will assume that you are the biggest beneficiary. Farley might deliberately unveil Bette for your sake."


"That's out of the question!" Hester slapped the table and frowned, "Farley will never be involved in money-laundering and I trust him."


Glen Deserves Punches