The Imperial Bathhouse was one of the upscale entertainment venues operated by the Dorvall family, with a minimum spend of 450 dollars to get in. It was renowned in Ol’ Mare for its wide range of services, both sensual and innocent.

Occasionally, one might even spot a few lesser-known female celebrities.

On the fourth-floor VIP lounge, the melodic tune of the piano flowed gently with an underlying touch of melancholy.

“Beautiful, truly beautiful!”

In a lavish massage chair, a burly man draped in just a bath towel looked on from afar at the delicate woman gracefully playing the piano, and his gaze blatantly exposed his lust.

The pianist was simply too beautiful!

She was dressed in an elegant gown with a high slit. Her legs, long and fair, were visible from his angle. Her skin was flawless and delicate, radiating a gorgeous luster under the soft ambient lighting in the hall. Her eyes, nose, and lips were beautiful. She looked like a painting coming to life.

Even though the pianist was smiling, there was a subtle hint of sadness on her face, making her look even more pitiful and enchanting.

“Do you have a thing for her too, Elliot?”

eyes filled with desire as he commented, “Who wouldn’t be interested in the famous Ol’ Mare beauty with a brain? So what if she’s a child? Look

licked his

to be beyond his reach, but she had

she never gave me a second glance,” Elliot said, stroking his stubble smugly. “I couldn’t do anything about it before, but

to Amber and patted his thigh. “Come and sit here. I’ll

the customers in the lounge before mustering a faint smile for Elliot and making a few gestures

the victims in a past accident, only to have her throat scorched by the searing flames from the explosion. Amber’s vocal cords were damaged in the aftermath, and she could never

over the years. She made a humble plea which meant, ‘Elliot, I’m sorry. I wish you a great time, but I must finish work and care for my daughter.’

leave. As she passed

and chuckled mockingly. “Don’t

boy, but he loves playing with pretty little girls. The last time

sobbed silently. She knew Elliot had no reason to lie, and she was well aware

her face. However, she could

was her

Olivia’s life? It’s simple! You know how I’ve treated you all this time. Just

turned ghostly pale, as if she had been plunged into an icy abyss, feeling a chill running

What a jerk!

the Imperial Bathhouse, Elliot had been lusting after her and tried to get her into bed. She resisted persistently, avoiding him with all her might and using every trick

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