"Gloria Price, don't forget about tonight's blind date at Mayada Hotel, Room 1208!"

Gloria Price stared at her phone screen, a cold smile curling at the corner of her lips.

A blind date in a hotel room?

Seriously?

Ha! The Price family really couldn't wait to sell her off, could they?

Despite her disdain, now wasn't the time to burn bridges. She obediently replied,

"Sure thing, Aunt Callie"

"Ding ding ding..."

The school bell rang, signaling the end of class. Gloria packed her backpack and left the classroom.

It was hard to catch a cab at this hour after school, and she had been standing at the school gate for over twenty minutes.

Not far away, a group of girls pointed and whispered while looking at her.

"Isn't that Hayley's half-sister? She's really pretty!"

"So what if she's pretty? She's still an idiot!"

"How can an idiot get into college? Is she really dumb or just pretending?"

"Of course she's really dumb! She always ranks last in every exam. Even Professor Louis, the strictest professor in school, is about to have a heart attack because of her!"

"And I heard the Price family sent her to college just to slap a 'college student' label on her, so they can sell her for a better price later!"

Gloria Price had heard this kind of talk countless times and felt nothing. After all, it was true. Bertram and Callie had only found a college for their "dumb daughter" to sell her off at a good price.

She wasn't bothered by the words but was more anxious about her blind date. If she was late, who knows what kind of mess the Price Family would create!

Seeing another taxi approaching in the distance, she squinted her almond-shaped eyes, tightened her grip on her backpack, and dashed forward.

Suddenly, someone behind her shoved her.

"Get lost, you idiot!"

"Hey!" Gloria stumbled and fell headfirst into the middle of the road.

Screech...

A sharp braking sound pierced the air as a black sedan came to a screeching halt just inches from her feet.

Gloria froze, her heart pounding like a frantic deer. Thank goodness the brakes worked!

The taxi she had been aiming for sped away with other passengers, leaving Gloria stomping her foot in frustration.

Missed another one!

"Beep, beep... beep, beep..." The black sedan in front of her honked insistently, urging her to move.

Gloria's anger flared. Sure, she had run out into the road unexpectedly, but she had been scared out of her wits. And the driver didn't even bother to ask if she was okay.

How rude!

With a stern face, she walked over and knocked on the car window.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

The driver, Ronan, was startled. Worried about disturbing his boss, he was about to step out and deal with Gloria Price. But as soon as he unlocked the door, the back door was yanked open.

Gloria Price squeezed herself in without hesitation.

Why argue when you can hitch a ride?

Unfortunately, there was already someone inside...

Bending over without even glancing at the person, she coldly said, "Move over."

Ronan was shocked and turned around from the driver's seat to look at her. "Miss, you can't just—"

Gloria Price had already closed the door. "I'm just sharing the ride."

Ronan glanced at his boss's expression and quickly said, "Miss, this is a private car. We don't do ride-sharing."

Gloria Price replied, "Then just give me a lift. Consider it compensation for scaring me earlier."

Ronan glanced at Trenton Wood again and quickly added, "Miss, you should get out. My boss doesn't like sharing his car with strangers."

Boss?

Gloria Price turned to look at the man beside her...

The man was sitting with his long legs crossed, leaning back against the leather seat, looking down at his phone. The faint glow from the screen cast a subtle light on his face, making his expression hard to read but exuding an aura that screamed "stay away."

He didn't even glance at her, his indifference as sharp as the crisp, unwrinkled black suit he wore, exuding an air of unapproachability.

Clearly, he was not someone to be trifled with.

Gloria Price took the initiative to speak, "Um, you..."

"Get out." The man cut her off without lifting his head, his deep, pleasant voice carrying an undeniable authority that was hard to resist.

Gloria pursed her lips.

"Listen, mister, it's only fair to make amends. You guys scared me just now. How about you give me a ride to the Mayada Hotel, and we'll call it even?"

At the mention of "Mayada Hotel," Trenton Wood raised his eyes to look at Gloria, his deep-set eyes unreadable.

Gloria's attention was already captured by his striking looks.

This man... he's really handsome!

How could she describe him?

Perfectly chiseled features, incredibly handsome? No, too cliché!

Wild and untamed, cold as ice? No, that doesn't quite fit either!

After thinking it over, she could only conclude that Lady Nuwa, the creator goddess, must have been biased. This man was her meticulously crafted masterpiece, while the rest of humanity was just hastily molded to fill the numbers.

Even though she had no interest in romance, she couldn't help but give his appearance a perfect score in her mind.

Ronan spoke quickly, "Miss, are you heading to the Mayada Hotel?"

His master was scheduled to go to the Mayada Hotel today, and only a few people knew about it.

This woman seemed suspicious, trying to hitch a ride and mentioning the Mayada Hotel.

Gloria Price paused for a couple of seconds, cleared her throat, and was about to answer when the car door suddenly opened with a sharp sound, accompanied by a cold voice.

"Get out!" The voice was even colder than before.

Almost instinctively, she ended up sitting on the man's lap, wrapping her arms around his neck, afraid she might fall.

Trenton Wood stiffened, "You..."

Ronan's eyes nearly popped out of his head in shock, "Miss, you..."

The temperature inside the car suddenly dropped below freezing.

Seeing the reactions of the master and servant duo, Gloria was stunned for a second. She almost thought she had accidentally harassed a woman!

The position was indeed awkward, and she was about to let go and get up, but she nearly fell again. She quickly tightened her grip around him.

Looking into his icy cold eyes, she blinked her big, innocent eyes and said, "I'm afraid I'll fall."

Ronan didn't dare to look at his master's face anymore and stammered, "Miss, y-y-you... you better let go!"

The north wind howled, making Gloria Price shiver.

"Achoo!" She sneezed, spraying someone right in the face.

Trenton Wood's fist tightened, clearly enraged.

"Achoo! Achoo!" Gloria sneezed two more times.

The look on Trenton's face was now as dark as a stormy night.

Gloria felt a bit panicked. Spraying someone in the face with spit was incredibly rude.

She quickly reached out her small hand to wipe Trenton's face.

"I'm so sorry, mister. I didn't mean to. I think I caught a cold. Let me wipe it off for you, really wipe it off..."

Ronan: "!!!" He wished he could be blind at that moment.

Unable to bear the sight, he quietly turned his head away, not daring to make a sound.

In this situation, he couldn't bear to look. He just couldn't.

Only heaven knew that although his master wasn't a germaphobe, he had never allowed any woman to touch him. And this woman dared...

Trenton felt a small hand swiping across his face, utterly disgusted.

He grabbed her slender wrist, glaring at her with a voice that seemed to come from the depths of hell,

"Do you want to die?!"

Gloria felt like her bones were about to be crushed. The pain made her gasp, her face twisting in agony as she quickly pulled away from the man's lap.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch..."

Rachel tried to pull her hand away, but the man's grip was too strong, and she couldn't break free.

Realizing she had hit a brick wall, she quickly pleaded,

"Mister, please help me out. I had no choice but to hitch a ride in your car. My stepmother set me up on a blind date, and if I'm late, she'll kill me. Can you please take me there?"

"I can tell you're a gentleman and would definitely help, right?"

"Mister, I won't take your ride for free. I can pay you! I... Ah..."

Before she could finish, she was pushed out of the car, landing hard on her backside.

Before she could react, the car sped off with a 'whoosh,' so fast that she couldn't even catch the license plate number.

Gloria Price, clutching her reddened wrist, got up from the ground, glaring in the direction the car had gone, gritting her teeth.

"Bullying a woman, what kind of man are you? I hope you stay single forever! Jerk! Jerk!"

Inside the car, Trenton Wood wore a dark expression as he wiped his face with a handkerchief and began straightening his clothes.

Ronan continued to play dead, not daring to make a sound.

"If you ever encounter such shameless, brazen women trying to hitch a ride again, don't hesitate to deal with them!"

The icy words cut through the air, and Ronan quickly snapped to attention, "Yes, sir."

After speaking, he cautiously glanced at his boss through the rearview mirror, then quickly focused back on the road ahead.

It seemed that Mr. Trenton was truly furious today.

Normally a man of few words, he had spoken quite a bit because of one woman.

Forty minutes later, Gloria Price, the "shameless and brazen" woman, finally arrived at the Mayada Hotel.

The taxi stopped in the underground parking lot, and she paid the fare before getting out.

Just as she was about to walk towards the elevator, she suddenly spotted a familiar figure.

Instinctively, she hid behind a large pillar, crouching down to peek at the scene not far away.

What she saw was the back of a man dressed in a well-tailored black suit, standing tall and straight, with broad shoulders, a slim waist, and long legs.

His physique was impeccable!

But a good physique doesn't necessarily mean a good heart. Thinking about how that jerk had heartlessly thrown her out of the car at the school gate, Gloria Price felt a surge of anger.

That jerk! Since he was also coming to the Mayada Hotel, would it have killed him to give her a ride? She weighed less than 110 pounds and wouldn't have used up much gas!

And to top it off, not only did he refuse to give her a ride, but he also pushed her out of the car!

That was just inhumane!

As Gloria Price was cursing him in her mind, she suddenly saw another familiar face.

Seeing the bald old man who had just gotten out of a car, Gloria couldn't help but facepalm.

As the saying goes, comparisons are odious. Compared to that jerk, her blind date was simply...!

Handsome on the outside, rotten on the inside!

This old man is rotten through and through, and it shows!

At 68, he still wants to find a young wife. What a dirty old man!

Gloria Price watched as her blind date entered the elevator. She glanced at the time; there were still fifteen minutes left before the date. Plenty of time to do something meaningful and rid the world of this menace for her fellow women.

She lifted her eyes to glance at the security camera, popped two pieces of gum into her mouth, and a few seconds later, spat them out. With a flick of her fingers, the gum perfectly covered the camera lens.

A cold smile curled on her lips as she walked towards the flashy luxury car. She had seen the old man get out of that car earlier.

A few minutes later, Gloria Price casually walked into the elevator and went up to the twelfth floor.

But as soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she was in for a surprise!

Just her luck, the same dog of a man who had pushed her out of the car was now standing there, trying to open a door with a keycard.

Trenton Wood sensed a hostile gaze and turned his head, only to see Gloria Price staring right at him.