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

"I'm coming!" Dave, who was already seven years old, ran downstairs, holding a book that was slightly smaller.


Farley drove Hester and Dave to the Fidelma Restaurant.


It was the first time Hester had seen a pseudo-classic style building with three floors. This month, she was afraid that Melvin would find a loophole. She stayed in the villa and did not go out. She even ordered takeout for lunch.


Although she knew the price of the Fidelma Restaurant, when she saw the decoration, she instinctively calculated her salary. The life of the poor could not be changed.


The restaurant was decorated in ancient style, and the three floors were different.


On the first floor, there was a small bridge with flowing water. It was separated by a winding corridor, and there was a pearl curtain hanging there, which was beautiful.


The moment Farley came out of the door, the manager on duty's eyes lit up. He quickly came out and bowed. "Mr. Farley, you are here."


Route of Retreat