The following are localized English translations with names replaced upon request:
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Haley looked at the lighted ground and fell into a deep silence before responding, "Why did we land here?"
That's the point.
Hearing this, Fender smiled without answering and turned his head to look at a certain helicopter.
Following his gaze, Haley saw Alexander sitting lazily and casually in the helicopter, his long legs stretched out of the cabin. His dark suit made his face look particularly sinister and arrogant. He looked down on her, holding a glass of red wine and stirring it gently.
"Hayley, am I not eye-catching enough, or is my helicopter not eye-catching enough?"
Seeing her look over, Alexander grunted in displeasure.
She ran up to the rooftop to talk to that old man Fender, and can't she see that old man Fender is such a big, living man here?
"What?"
Hayley didn't understand what he meant.
"You're blind!" Alexander glared at her fiercely and drained his glass of red wine.
"..."
Haley was scolded for no reason and could only tell herself not to deal with this grumpy and paranoid man.
"Mr. Alexander, let me get you another drink."
A charming voice came out.
Haley then noticed that beside Alexander was a gorgeous woman in a white evening gown, very beautiful and seductive, who pressed her impressive breasts against Alexander while pouring him another drink.
"No more."
Alexander casually threw away his glass and dashingly jumped out of the helicopter, glancing arrogantly at Hayley, "Aren't you going?"
"Where?" Haley didn't respond.
"Your home."
"..."
Haley's eyes widened in shock, looking at Alexander's retreating back, in the cold night wind, the light on the ground shone on him, just a back, his aura was inexplicably powerful ...
She was about to ask when she suddenly saw another young woman in a see-through dress getting off the helicopter, following closely behind Alexander, followed by another in a backless dress, another in a revealing umbilical cord, and yet another with 42 inches of leg exposed...
What's going on here?
Haley looked at Feng De with confusion, and Feng De introduced her with a business-as-usual expression: "The one in the white tuxedo is the young master's date for the day, the daughter of Lin's electronics company; the other three are the 'gifts' that were given to the young master at tonight's party."
Gifts.
Including his date, there are four of them.
Can he handle them? Studs are studs. It's disgusting.
"But ... What does this have to do with me?"
Haley couldn't figure out why Alexander flew a helicopter to her house instead of taking a woman out for a good time.
"Ms. Sze, you'll know when you get down there." Feng De said with a smile.
"..."
Haley had an ominous premonition.
Alexander brought four women into Haley's house, it was her rented house, it was very small, as soon as they entered, all four women showed disdainful expressions, but they were all smart enough to keep silent and not talk nonsense in front of Alexander.
Alexandria walked into her house, and as soon as she entered, she began to undress, tossed her clothes aside, and then casually headed straight for the kitchen as if she were in her own home.
Haley hurriedly followed, "Alexander, you... Mr. Alexander, what do you want to see me about?"
Alexander opened the refrigerator, glanced at it, and frowned, "Where's the ice cream?"
"What?"
"You said you'd make me some ice cream when you were done with it." Alexander slammed the refrigerator door shut, put his hand on the door, and stared at her angrily, "You're lying to me? How dare you lie to me?"
He was a man who was easily angered and irritable, and when he was in the mood, he had a fire in his body that could burn everything down.
"I'm not lying to you. Wait ..." Haley came to a realization and looked at the handsome man in front of her in disbelief, "You mean ... You ate all the ice cream I made?"
"Give me ice cream!"
Her ice cream was so much to his liking that he felt irritated when he didn't eat a single bite.
"But that was 20 tubs of ice cream!" Haley couldn't believe it. "It would take a normal person two months to slowly eat it all."
And they'd only been apart for less than 24 hours.
Did he really eat it all? What did he think ice cream was, water? Air?
"Give me ice cream!" Alexander's anger flared up again, and he became extremely impatient: "Hurry up!"
Haley looked him up and down. Alexander stood in front of her, his tall body still in gold proportions. The slouchy shirt seemed to be worn on the most perfect template, sexy and strong.
She looked at his face again, and aside from the rage, his skin color was not bad from a health standpoint, and his eyes under his arched brows were deep and soulful, gleaming at her...
Hayley never liked looking at Alexander, his eyes were always like eagles, devouring everything.
She turned her head.
He'd eaten 20 tubs of ice cream in less than 24 hours and was still fine, so he must have a good fitness regimen.
"What are you doing? Looking at me and not looking at me?" Alexander grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her against the refrigerator, leaning over her and staring at her with displeasure, "What do you mean?"
He was so close to her, the faint smell of alcohol from his mouth mixed with the scent of the woman's perfume on his body filled her nose and Hayley couldn't help but cringe, "Nothing."
"Look, I'll allow you to look at me, but don't do it halfway!"
He wasn't ugly either.
"..." Hayley realized that most of the time, she was left speechless in front of him. She was silent for a while, waiting for Alexander to come closer before she said, "Go home then, and when I've made the ice cream, I'll ask Feng the butler to bring it to you."
She didn't like him being in her house...
"No, I want it now! I want it now!" Alexander said.
"... "Hayley never had room to say no in front of him, so she nodded, "I'll go out and buy some ingredients."
It was a relief to be away from Alexander for a while.
"Ms. Sze, the ingredients are all here and ready."
Feng De brought in a few maids from outside and put down a bunch of ingredients.
Her small home instantly became full.
Haley looked at these complete materials and felt a headache, anyone can make these things according to the tutorial, why did he come to her in the middle of the night ...?
There must be something wrong with him.
By the way, Alexandria is sick and a terrible paranoid.
They say you have to bow down under a roof, but she had to bow down in her own home. Haley picked up the materials and began to work, but Alexandra was obviously not interested in her process and turned around and walked away.
After a while, Hayley heard voices in the living room...
"I knew you'd like dessert, Mr. Alexander. I'll make it for you next time."
"Mr. Alexander, try my lips. They're sweeter than ice cream. Uh... Mmm... I hate it, Mr. Alexander."
"Slow down... Uh... Uh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
"..."
Haley stood in the kitchen, listening to the voices outside, wanting to rush out with a kitchen knife and kill one or the other.
What did Alexander think of her place?
A bad nightclub?
Haley endured it again and again, only to hear the woman outside sounding more and more wanton, shouting louder and louder as if she were dying.
This is too much.
Haley rushed out angrily to see Alexander and a woman in a see-through dress kissing against the wall, while three other women sat on the couch looking at him enviously.
"Alexander-"
Haley was about to say something when Alexander suddenly pushed the woman who was practically hanging on to him, looking upset, "Not sweet! Another liar!"
"Bang!"
The woman fell heavily to the ground, her clothes torn almost to her waist in a titillating and embarrassing scene.
"Mr. Alexander ..."
The woman lay on the ground aggressively, looking at Alexander and reaching out her hand, wanting him to pull her up.
Alexander, however, pretended not to see it, wiped his lips with the back of his hand, and frowned tightly, "Feng De! Throw this woman out to me!"
"Yes, Young Master."
The all-powerful butler Feng De appeared and called his bodyguards to come forward to drag away the see-through woman.
Alexander walked towards the sofa. When the three women on the sofa saw this scene, they immediately smiled, each of them wanted to throw themselves into his embrace, and Alexander became even more furious: "Feng De! Throw these three women out too and block my sofa!"
"Mr. Alexander ..."
The three beauties looked at Alexander in front of them in shock, blocking the sofa?
Don't you see the three of them with first-class figures in front of him? Do you want to sit on the sofa? Is he still
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a man?
They dared not ask these questions, only to be awkwardly whisked away one by one by the bodyguards, each casting a glance at Hailey as they left.
"..."
Hailey was莫名其妙地 stared at, wondering what this had to do with her.
This Alexander of hers... she had never seen such a "personality"-laden stallion before, well, she had never seen a stallion before either.
Hailey turned and went back to the kitchen to start making ice cream. In no time, a tub was successfully made and she carried the ice cream bucket out.
Alexander was sitting on the sofa, flipping through a stack of sketches, discarding each one after a glance, leaving them scattered on the floor.
They were her original comic sketches for "His Possessive Desire", one of a kind.
What was he doing? He was crazy!
"Don't throw them away," Hailey said, her emotions rising as she stepped forward. She loved drawing comics; it was her job and her hobby, the thing she cherished most after Chris.
Now that she had given up on Chris, her comics were her most treasured possession.
"I said you're just pretending to be pure," Alexander not only didn't let go, he pulled out a few sketches and looked at her mockingly. "You draw this kind of adult scenes, with uniforms, handcuffs and whips... So this is what you like."
Hailey felt a little embarrassed and explained, "It's just to match the personality of the main character. Give it back to me..."
She held the ice cream tub in one hand and tried to grab the drafts with the other.
Alexander, sitting on the sofa, raised his long arm high, his dark eyes scanned the text on the drafts and read aloud: "Her warmth satisfied him greatly, the ropes left red marks on her body, as beautiful as blooming cherry blossoms. Hmm, she made him sweat and satisfied him in every way..."
He deliberately read the sentences of her draft slowly, making each word sound extremely ambiguous.
Hailey didn't think there was anything wrong with her drawings; they were just scenes to match the main character's personality, and she didn't draw anything too explicit. But now, as he read them aloud, she felt utterly ashamed.
It was as if she was a lewd woman.
"Give it back to me! Alexander! Give them back!" Hailey's face was unbearably red and she became very upset.
Alexander read and sneered, "Sex is sex, and you make it so aesthetically pleasing with your writing and drawing. You are just being sentimental."
Hailey wished she could pour the whole tub of ice cream over his head, "Give it back to me, you pervert, Alexander, give it back!"
Alexander looked at her mockingly.
She was so determined to get her designs back that she knelt on top of him, her knees against his waist without realizing it, her usually clean and comfortable face now full of fear, her face flushed red, her eyes growing redder, and under the light he could clearly see a faint layer of moisture in her eyes.
Looking into her eyes, Alexander felt a sudden pain in his chest, and his body tensed rapidly.
He let her take the drafts back.
Hailey threw the ice cream at him and then sat down on the sofa, quickly organizing her designs.
Alexander looked deeply into her small face, her lips tightly pursed in an angry expression that looked especially seductive in the light.
He leaned forward, his head close to hers, his thin lips capturing the corner of her mouth.
"..."
Without any defense, Hailey's body stiffened and in the next second she quickly dodged.
Alexander put the ice bucket on the floor and quickly pounced like a cheetah, directly suppressing her attempt to run away on the sofa, one hand straightening her legs, kneeling with his long legs to hold her down, making her unable to move, his dark eyes staring deep into hers, the gaze deep and unfathomable.
Hailey knew what was in his eyes, "You... gave me one week."
During that week she was free.
"Yes." Alexander stared at her, his voice hoarse with desire, exceptionally sexy, and his tone as arrogant and domineering as ever, "I gave you a week to find evidence, that doesn't mean I won't touch you!"