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

Hester looked at the empty living room and had a picture in her mind. Someone sat on this sofa. She used to support the armrest of the sofa with her arms, so there was a pillow on one side prepared for her to lean on. She was used to answering the phone with her left hand, so the telephone receiver next to the armrest was replaced...


The key point was that the one in Hester's imagination was Braelyn.


Hester sniffed the unusual smelling of a sunflower flower.


"Miss Carter?" Jason hesitated and called her softly.


The upstairs had more impressive changes than the downstairs. The study room and bedrooms were all different, especially Farley's room.


There was a small pillow placed in the middle of the four pillows.


It was a very cute sunflower-sized pillow that was incompatible with the surrounding filled with things made of silk and satin.


A Ruthless Decision