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Suddenly, the whole thing just felt pointless.
I was so rich now. People called me Ms. Hill. Why was I fighting with another woman over a man? If I dumped Levias, I could have my pick of eight
male models.
I feigned tears, putting on a show of a tragic, tormented lover. “Levias Thorne, I’ve spent five years trying to make you moonlight is back, I won’t stand in your way. I’m tired. Let’s break up!”
love me…
Since your white
Levias’s expression turned terrifying. He raised his hand.
thought he was going to hit me and covered my head.
He threw me over his shoulder and strode out of the room.
Back in the bedroom, he tossed me onto the bed.
“Hey, hey, hey, don’t rip my clothes… This is a new Hermès dress!”
A bead of sweat dripped from Levias’s chin onto my skin. He looked down at me, a smirk playing on his lips. “Just as I thought. A woman gets a little money and her heart changes. How about this: I’ll bankrupt you, help you get back to your roots.”
This time, I was genuinely scared. He could play with my emotions, but he couldn’t mess with my money.
“Darling, I was just being dramatic. Don’t take me seriously.” I could be flexible. I beamed at him, my eyes crinkling. “Darling, I still love you. I can’t
live without you.”
Levias’s smile was handsome, but chilling. “Remember this. If I don’t let you go, you’re not going anywhere. Lily Hill, you made two mistakes today: first, you let a snake bite you; second, you tried to break up with me. How should I punish you?”
Levias’s fingers threaded
my hair, finding the long scar on the back of my head. There was a flicker of pain in his eyes. He sighed, a sound
of resignation. “Forget it… I’m not the one in charge here. You’re the one who rules my world.”
This time, he was exceptionally gentle.
Levias was taking care of his divorced ex–love, but he wouldn’t break up with me. What was he thinking?
In a moment of passion, I bit down hard on his shoulder and wiped the sweat from his chin. He was so sexy…
I fell asleep, exhausted and satisfied.
When I woke up, the snake bite had been treated. With nothing better to do, I went to Amelia’s room to annoy her, channeling the persona of a
viciously favored imperial concubine from a historical drama.
I saw a servant bringing her a meal and glanced at the food. “What’s her status? She’s eating the same bird’s nest soup as me? Take it away.”
Arnelia was furious. “Lily Hill, do you really think you’re the mistress of the Serenity Garden?!”
I gave the servant a look. The servant said haughtily, “All expenses at the Serenity Garden are managed by Ms. Hill. You eat what Ms. Hill tells you
to eat.”
I grabbed a handful of Amelia’s hair. “If I had really been pregnant, you would have actually killed my child. You’d better sleep with one eye open.
There might be a snake hiding in a corner somewhere that we missed.”
Fear crossed Amelia’s face. “Lily Hill, you won’t be gloating for long!”
Two days later, Amelia made her next move. She exposed the secret I had hidden S
