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

Hearing Hester's question, Garret only smiled, her elegant voice slightly raised. "That's true, and I wonder why."


"You wonder?" Hester smiled. "Simply because someone protected her and her intelligence network. At that time, Zoey's intelligence network was all over Asia. Although she was caught, some people refused to give up her huge network. Zoey built it by herself, and no one knew how to use it, so Zoey only got out of prison in 4 years. The quid pro quo, I assume, is that Zoey must give unconditional information to the one who's protecting her. There aren't many people in Oceanfront City who can save Zoey, right?"


"Yes, not much." The corners of Garret's lips rose slightly.


"And, you, are one of them." Hester raised her eyebrows. "It was you who saved Zoey. Now, Zoey's intelligence network is actually serving you."


Hearing this, Garret smiled. His elegant eyes were full of praise. "It sounds so reasonable. But I want to say that this has something to do with Melvin."


The Quarrel