Hotel suite.
"It's so hot..." Eula Lowe woke up drowsily and uttered a soft cry.
She felt uncomfortable, as if she were in a fire, hot and dry.
She tossed and turned on the bed, her face blushed, her breathing becoming rapid.
Slowly, she sat up, feeling dizzy, unable to make out where she was.
The discomfort in her body made her extremely uneasy, as if there were ants gnawing at her, itching uncomfortably. She raised her hand and tore at the clothes on her body.
A few buttons on her red dress were torn off, revealing a large area on her chest. She felt a little relieved and slightly cooler.
She couldn't bear the itchiness and heat any longer.
She slid off the bed, searching for water. She was thirsty and hot. She needed water; drinking it might alleviate her discomfort.
Her slender, fair legs stepped on the soft carpet, shining with a radiant white light.
In the blur, she saw a kettle on a nearby round table. She stumbled over, picked up the kettle, and poured the water into her mouth.
The spout of the kettle was large, so not only did the water enter her small mouth, it also flowed down her neck, wetting her clothes and clinging tightly to her body, making her curved figure even more alluring.
At this moment, the bathroom door opened, and a man walked out with big strides. He was only wearing a white bath towel around his waist, his wet hair dripping.
The water droplets rolled down his well-built chest, then passed through the distinct abdominal muscles, and fell into the loose bath towel.
The man was stunned, then his eyebrows furrowed. He shook his dark hair and felt something exploding within his body. When he opened his eyes again, they turned crimson.
He sensed that something was wrong. Could it be that there was something wrong with the drink in that cup? He couldn't help but glance at the cup on the bedside table.
His powerful hand grabbed Eula Lowe, and he coldly asked a question.
"My grandfather sent you here?"
Certainly, it was another woman sent by his grandfather. He must have gone crazy with the desire for great-grandchildren, actually drugging him.
Eula Lowe fell into his arms and her hands grabbed aimlessly, causing his bath towel to slip off.
When her hand touched his exposed skin, the ice-cold sensation made her very comfortable.
She whimpered and then raised her hand to hug his neck, pressing her own skin against his.
Judson Nash furrowed his brows. He already feeling hot and uncomfortable. Now being embraced by this woman seemed to make him even hotter and more desperate for release.
A soft and warm body pressed tightly against him, occasionally rubbing against him. The drugs inside him became even more intense.
He lowered his head and kissed her lips out of control. Her lips were like tasty candy, held in his mouth. At first, it was just a shallow taste, but gradually it wasn't enough and turned into licking and deepening.
The two fell heavily onto the soft bed, entwined...
"Ouch..." Eula Lowe softly cried out, but her little hands still clung to his neck. The man couldn't control himself anymore as he quickly took possession, not knowing how long had passed or how many times they had done it.
Unable to withstand the climax, Eula Lowe passed out.
The next day, Eula Lowe was awakened by a knock on the door. She abruptly sat up, her mind blank, not knowing what had happened.
Just then, the door was pushed open.
A group of people rushed in, including reporters and police officers.
"Don't move. We are anti-pornography operation! Hands on your head, squat down."
Eula Lowe was taken to the police station, being treated as a person involved in prostitution, completely unaware of how this could have happened.
The police informed The Lowe family, and the family members bailed her out.
When Eula Lowe returned to The Lowe family, everyone pointed and gazed at her.
Grandpa Lowe sat in the main seat, his face dark upon seeing his beloved granddaughter involved in such a disgraceful incident.
"Grandpa..."
Eula Lowe knelt on the ground, explaining.
"I didn't know what happened. I was sleeping at home. I have no idea how this happened."
Even now, she was still not quite clear.
Stepmother Melissa Brewer gave a cold snort. "You don't know? You got caught. Do you still want to argue? If it weren't for the police telling us, we would have never thought that The Lowe family's young miss could engage in such activities. Just thinking about it makes me feel ashamed."
Kristina Lowe also chimed in, "Sis, don't you find it disgusting? You sleep with just anyone? Aren't you afraid of getting sick?"
Upon hearing these words, Grandpa Lowe angrily shouted.
"Enough."
"Eula, you are going to study abroad in T country tomorrow. Without my consent, you are not allowed to return home."
After saying this, Grandpa Lowe stood up and left, seemingly not wanting to even spare another glance at her.
"Grandpa..."
Eula Lowe called out loudly, but he kept walking without turning back.
Melissa Brewer didn't expect that even under these circumstances, Grandpa Lowe still favored Eula Lowe. Her plan was to completely kick Eula Lowe out of the family.
In order for her own daughter to take the position of The Lowe family's young miss, she was determined to destroy Eula Lowe.
Her eyes narrowed slightly. Study abroad? Don't even dream about it. She was definitely going to make sure Eula Lowe died on the way to T country.
...
Six years later, A city airport.
Eula Lowe hurriedly walked out of the airport with her luggage. Three perfectly crafted children accompanied her, attracting many people's attention.
The two little boys looked almost identical, with handsome faces like a movie star.
The little girl was adorable, with two high ponytails and wearing a cute yellow dress, holding a Barbie doll in her arms.
Passersby couldn't help but take photos of them with their phones, whispering.
"They must be celebrities! They're so good-looking!"
"I've never seen such a beautiful family before!"
"Oh, their mom is so beautiful!"
At that moment, from the VIP exit on the other side, came the sound of hurried footsteps. A group of black-clad men quickly walked out, with the leader attracting the most attention.
He wore a black trench coat, standing tall and unrestrained, with a face that could be compared to a peerless enchanting beauty. The coldness that covered his brows gave off a sense of keeping a distance from strangers.
Instantly, many people were attracted to him, including the cute little girl who heard the discussions around her. She glanced over and then called out softly, "Daddy!"
Because that handsome man looked almost identical to her two older brothers, he must be her dad whom she had never met before.
Her eyes lit up, and she ran towards him.
Eula Lowe saw her daughter running away and instructed her two sons, "Dewitt, Rodolfo, wait for me at the entrance. I'll go find your sister."
The two handsome little boys nodded, "Okay, Mommy!"
Eula Lowe handed them the luggage and chased after Angie.
When she reached the airport entrance, Eula Lowe grabbed her running daughter.
"Angie, where are you going? Aren't you afraid of being kidnapped by bad people?"
This troublesome girl had never given Eula Lowe peace of mind. If she got lost, Eula Lowe believed their whole family would be doomed and everyone would cry themselves to death.
"Ah, Mommy! Let’s go quickly. I saw Daddy. He looks so much like my brothers! I want Daddy!"
The little girl was extremely anxious, her big eyes fixed on the back of the handsome man, afraid that he would disappear.
Eula Lowe looked in the direction Angie was pointing and wondered, could it really be that man?
She also wanted to find him and ask what had really happened back then.
Eula Lowe held Angie's hand and walked to the car she mentioned, knocking on the window, wanting to see if the man inside resembled her sons.
And if Angie didn't take a look, she would never give up and would definitely get lost.
Hearing the sound of her knocking on the car window, the person inside slowly put the window down.