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

Seeing that no one spoke, Hester asked again, "Where are they?"


The cold voice successfully brought everyone back to their senses, "They ... they went out to work."


"Where did they go? What case?" Hester asked.


"It ... it is the case related to White Consortium. I heard that it's about money laundering... Wait, Officer Carter!" Before he finished speaking, Hester immediately rushed out.


In the lobby of the White Consortium, there were many police officers and the yellow warning line had been pulled up to prevent anyone from entering.


Hamilton led his men straight to the president's office. When the elevator door opened, Jason stood by the door. He was not surprised at Hamilton's presence.
