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

"Let me go in and see him, please. He is my son!" Hester forgot her excitement when she saw her idol. She stared at Black and begged.


Hester was pale, and her face was expressionless. Black glanced at her and opened the glass door of the isolation room.


The door opened. Dave ran full tilt into Hester's arms. The proud boy cried at last, "Mommy, I miss you so much! Mommy! Mommy!"


Hester was very sorry for that. She hugged Dove and kissed his brown hair. "I miss you too. I am so frightened. I thought I would never find you again. You naughty boy."


Dave held on to Hester's waist. He was talented and intelligent with a high IQ. But no matter what, he was still a six-year-old child.


It broke Hester's heart. She pushed him out of her embrace gently and looked at his fair and cute face. Hester wiped the tears off his face. "Dave, are you injured? Let me see."


Dave touched his face with his arm. He sniffed and shook his head. "I'm okay, Mommy. How about you?"


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