The next day.
Along the shaded path of the school campus, towering French sycamore trees stood in two lines.
"It's Raphael Bailey!!!" A wave of excited chatter arose, all the girls were looking in one direction.
A wild sports car roared into view from the end of the path and stopped right next to Anna Jadwin.
[Male 2] Raphael Bailey leaned against the plush deep-blue car seat and cocked his head slightly, "Anna Jadwin?"
Who is he?
"I'm really curious, how could my brother take an interest in a girl like you who needs a complete do-over."
Raphael Bailey curled his crimson lips, flashed a wicked smile, and said in a teasingly mysterious tone, "My brother is the heir to the Bailey family. For 28 years, he has never touched a woman until he met you last night."
"I have no idea what you're talking about!"
"You are the only woman he's ever been intimate with. This news is almost as explosive as World War, everyone in the Bailey family knows. You're about to become famous."
Anna Jadwin was dumbfounded, gritting her teeth. It took her a lot of effort to escape from him three years ago. She changed her identity and certainly did not want to be associated with him again!
"My grandfather invited you to have dinner at the manor." Raphael Bailey opened the car door and dragged her into the car.
The girls stared in disbelief as the back of the car as it drove away —
"A man who radiates such a wicked charm when he smiles is so irresistible!" "If he takes a fancy to me, I'll marry him even if it means going against the whole world, and I'll bear him many children…" "Who was that girl just now? Why was she riding in Mr. Raphael Bailey's car?"…
Anna Jadwin was caught off guard and whisked away.
Wayne Bailey's name frequently appeared in major financial reports in Warsaw, but he never made public appearances.
Such a legendary figure was rare to encounter, but she had somehow gotten involved with him...
...
At the Bailey Manor, there was a statue of a demon riding a battle horse standing at the arched gateway.
The main gate was wide open. The front garden was lush and verdant at night, with clusters of flowers blooming, and a semi-circular fountain lake connecting to the main castle of the Thompsons.
The deities, some standing and some reclining, were housed within the arched layers of towers, where water flowed with clarity.
Golden lion statues carried the street lamps, lined up in a row.
Anna Jadwin felt like she had walked into a European Court from déjà vu. A line of well-trained house servants stood on either side, examining her...
Was this the future lady of the Bailey family? Rumour had it that she was personally selected by the old master.
A dozen layers of crystal chandeliers hung down from the high cathedral ceiling.
World-renowned paintings hung on the vintage wainscoting.