The first meeting was at a small bar. A friend nudged his arm, smiling somewhat suggestively: A woman like Daisy Ginger should be kept in a vase, constantly admired, and toyed with at any moment.
At that time, she seemed to be drunk and was persuaded by her friend to take to the dance floor and perform a dance.
He propped up his face, watching the glamorous woman with casual indifference under the dazzling lights.
Daisy Ginger.
The name is spicy enough.
The figure.
Also spicy enough.
*
Banyan City’s young Master Wen, afflicted with a severe illness, was deemed by doctors at birth to not live past the age of thirty. He lived capriciously up to the age of twenty-five, never imagining he’d encounter such a dilemma in his lifetime—if he were to die, what would happen to the little demon at home who creates chaos and mischief without his protection, and ends up bringing harm upon herself when he’s no longer there to shield her?

The child looked at her uncertainly, his little hands cold, gently encircling Charlotte Smith's neck and pressing his tender face against her bosom.


Feeling his dependence, Charlotte felt another wave of heartache. She was about to soothe him with gentle words when she saw Lady Stephens rushing over from a short distance away, followed by several bodyguards in black.


Seeing the two of them, Lady Stephens called out urgently. Charlotte released George Stephens, and then the bodyguards walked over and placed them between two bodyguards.


The leading bodyguard, a tall Caucasian, stood in front of Charlotte, forming a temporary black wall, and looked down at her saying, "Miss Smith, the Stephens have prohibited you from making contact with the little master. What's the meaning of meeting him secretly now?"


Chapter 760 - She is going to die, right?