Chapter 1 A Big Shot

In a dimly-lit hotel room...

Rena Gordon passionately kissed the handsome stranger.

Earlier tonight, her ex-boyfriend, Harold Moore, announced his engagement—with another woman.
Rena was so devastated that she got drunk at a bar. Under the influence of alcohol and the strange
man's charm, she somehow ended up here.

Now that Harold was marrying a rich girl regardless of his four-year relationship with her, then she could
also indulge herself a little, right?

Just as the man was pulling her clothes off, Rena leaned on the man's shoulder and forgot herself,
murmuring, "Harold!"

The man stopped abruptly, and the lust in the atmosphere instantly dissipated.

The next second, the lights were flicked on.

The bright light made her squint, but when her eyes finally adjusted to the light, she saw the man's face
clearly.

It was Waylen Fowler—the most sought-after lawyer across the country. He was very famous in law
circles, and he was an elite with countless assets.

But most importantly, he was the future brother-in-law of Harold, who had just betrayed her.

Rena sobered up instantly.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She almost had sex with the brother of her very rival in
love!

Waylen also pulled away from her.

Leaning against the wall, he lit a cigarette. After taking a long drag, he looked her up and down and said
playfully, "Very interesting, Miss Gordon."

He flicked the ash off his cigarette and asked with a faint smile, "What were you thinking about just now
when you kissed me? Did you want to have sex with me to make Harold jealous?"

Obviously, Waylen also recognized her now.

Rena couldn't pretend that she didn't know this man.

After all, Waylen was famous. She just didn't recognize him earlier because of the alcohol.

She knew that she couldn't afford to offend such a big shot, so she lowered her head and apologized
meekly. "I'm sorry, Mr. Fowler. I drank too much."

Fortunately, he didn't make things difficult for her. After finishing off his cigarette, he stood up straight
and tossed a coat at her. "Put it on. I'll drive you back."

Rena thanked him softly.

In Waylen's Bentley, while neither of the two spoke all throughout the drive, Rena would occasionally
steal glances at him.
The man had an angular face and a perfectly chiseled jawline. Although she didn't know the brand of his
shirt, she could see that it was very expensive.

Rena guessed that there must've been tons of women lining up to hook up with this man.

After a few minutes of silence, Waylen stopped the car in front of their destination. He turned his head
slightly and stared at her slender and straight legs for a few seconds before finally handing her his
business card.

Rena knew what this meant.

But she was surprised that he'd still want to sleep with her after finding out who she was.

Although he was charming and probably good in bed, Rena hesitated. It was a bad idea to get entangled
with a big shot like him, so she said, "Mr. Fowler, we'd better not stay in contact."

Waylen shrugged indifferently.

Rena was indeed beautiful, but he wouldn't force himself on her if she was not interested.

So he tucked his business card back in his pocket and said, "Being conservative suits you."

Rena was a little embarrassed, but before she could respond, Waylen got out of the car and opened the
door for her like a gentleman. She almost wondered if it was all just a dream and that nothing had
actually happened between them in that hotel room tonight.

As soon as she got out, the car slowly drove away.

A cool breeze blew over, sending shivers down her spine. Only then did she realize that she had
forgotten to return the coat to him.

When she was hesitating whether she should try to catch up to him or not, her phone rang.

Glancing at the caller ID, she saw that it was her stepmother Eloise calling. The latter's anxious voice
sounded from the other end of the line, saying, "Rena, come back home now! Something bad
happened!"

Rena tried to ask her about it, but Eloise couldn't make it clear on the phone and just pleaded with her
to go back home as soon as possible.

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As soon as Rena burst inside the house, she found Eloise sitting on the sofa in a daze.

Her eyes were red, as though she had been crying.

Rena looked around and asked anxiously, "What happened, Eloise? Where's Dad?"

Eloise was the second wife of Rena's father.

She couldn't help but break down at the mention of her husband.

"Harold is so cruel! When the Moore Group was in trouble a few years ago, you never gave up on him.
Now that the Moore Group has gained its footing, he not only dumped you but even tried to send your
father to prison! Your father is now in the detention center because of that ungrateful boy!"

After a short pause, Rena said in a low voice, "Let me talk to Harold first."

Although they had broken things off, they had been together for a long time. She believed that Harold
wouldn't be so ruthless.

She dialed his number. Soon, the call connected.

Rena pleaded, "Harold, we've split up already. Please don't vent your anger on my father."

However, Harold simply sneered coldly.

"Someone has to be held responsible for the losses."

Rena still wanted to plead for mercy, but Harold spoke first.

"There is actually another way out of this... As long as you're willing to be my mistress for five years, I'll
let your father go."

Rena's jaw went slack.

She had no idea that her ex could be so shameless. He wanted to keep both his career and her body!

Rena trembled with anger. "Harold, you make me sick!"

Harold replied playfully, "You've always known what kind of person I am, right?"

Rena gritted her teeth and spat, "I refuse to be your mistress! No way!"

Harold sneered indifferently. "Then you'd better hire a good lawyer for your father. After all, such a
large amount of money will put him behind bars for at least a decade."

Rena shot back, "I'll hire the best lawyer in the country!"

"You mean Waylen?" Harold chuckled smugly. "Have you forgotten that he's my future brother-in-law?
Will he really help you with the lawsuit?"

Rena clenched her fists so tightly, her knuckles turned white. She found that she had no way to retort.

Harold smirked and said, "Rena, I'll wait for you to beg me to take you back!"

Rena hung up the phone abruptly, too angry to keep listening to that man's nonsense.

Having overheard their conversation, Eloise cursed, "That bastard! Don't worry, Rena. We will never let
him hurt you!"

Angry tears streamed down Eloise's cheeks. "But Harold's right. Mr. Fowler is his future brother-in-law.
Why would he help us? Rena, there has to be a solution..."

Rena lowered her head.

After a while, she said in a low voice, "I met Mr. Fowler once. I'll try to talk to him."
Eloise looked at her in disbelief. She was a particularly discerning woman.

Only then did she notice that Rena reeked of alcohol. Seeing the man's coat draped around her
shoulders, she guessed what had happened.

But she didn't confront Rena about it.

It was not easy for Rena to meet Waylen again.

In the hall of Sterling Law Firm, the receptionist politely rejected Rena's request. "I'm afraid I can't let
you go upstairs without an appointment, miss."

Rena pursed her lips, regretting not taking the man's business card last night.

"When's his next available slot?" she asked anxiously.

The receptionist checked and said, "Half a month from now."

Rena's heart sank to her stomach.

Just then, the elevator doors slid open and a man and a woman walked out.

The man was Waylen!

He was dressed in a custom black suit, looking like the top 1% of society.

The woman, on the other hand, was unknown to Rena. She looked about thirty years old and was
extremely sexy.

Waylen's eyes met Rena's, but he acted as though he didn't know her and escorted the client to the
door.

He shook hands with the woman and said goodbye.

The woman said coquettishly, "If it weren't for you, Mr. Fowler, I wouldn't have gotten a cent out of my
ex-husband! You have no idea how stingy he was with me after he got his mistress..."

Waylen smiled faintly. "All part of the job."

The woman then looked him up and down and asked, "Mr. Fowler, would you like to join me for a drink
tonight?"

Rena looked at the beautiful woman and thought that no ordinary man could refuse her.

But Waylen was no ordinary man.

He glanced at his wristwatch and politely refused. "I'm afraid I have an appointment tonight."

The woman wasn't an idiot. She knew that he wasn't interested in her and was just polite enough not to
say it outright.
She said goodbye to him, got in the car, and left.

Now that the woman was gone, Waylen went straight to the front desk and asked Rena, "Have you
changed your mind?"

Chapter 3 Mr. Fowler Is A Hypocrite!

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Rena visibly stiffened.

She awkwardly held up a paper bag and explained, "I came to return your coat."

Waylen nodded and took the paper bag.

"Thank you." Then without saying anything more, he walked straight towards the elevator.

Rena snapped out of her trance and hurried to catch up with him. "Mr. Fowler, there's something I..."

The elevator doors slid open as soon as Waylen pressed the button. Without hesitation, Rena followed
him in.

Seeing this, he narrowed his eyes at her inquisitively.

Then he smoothed his shirt and said indifferently, "I'm not taking your case."
Rena fell silent.

It seemed that Waylen already knew about the matter regarding her father!

She lowered her head and asked softly, "Did Harold ask you not to take my case?"

Waylen looked at her in the mirror-like wall and smiled. "No. I just don't like mixing my private affairs
with work."

Rena understood what he meant. If she wanted to sleep with him, he was more than willing. But if she
came to him for anything related to work, she could just forget about it.

Her ears turned red from embarrassment.

But once again, Waylen didn't force her to do anything.

Although she was beautiful, it wasn't enough for him to sacrifice his principles. Besides, he wasn't
interested in sleeping around in the daytime.

Soon, the elevator stopped at the twenty-eighth floor.

Waylen's secretary was waiting at the elevator door. She was surprised to see Rena with him, but
because of her years of working for this man, she knew better than to say anything. "Mr. Fowler, your
client has arrived," she said politely.

Waylen tossed the paper bag to his secretary and said, "Send it to the dry cleaners."
The secretary nodded and left.

Waylen lowered his head and started tinkering with his phone. Without looking up, he said to Rena,
"Find another lawyer. And you shouldn't sell your body for favors. It's distasteful."

Then he walked out of the elevator just before the doors slid to a close.

Rena gritted her teeth.

What a hypocrite!

At home, Eloise was getting more and more anxious. Rena was under great pressure, so she decided to
meet up with her college classmate, Vera Byrd.

Vera had gotten married to a rich man from Duefron right after graduation. Her husband had a wide
range of contacts.

Left with nowhere to turn, Rena asked Vera for help.

They met up in a cafe, and Rena wasted no time to tell her friend everything that transpired.

Vera cursed Harold vehemently. After she vented her anger, she thought for a while and asked, "Did you
really get a hotel room with Waylen?"

Rena blushed and stirred her coffee stiffly.

Vera lowered her voice and teased, "Rena, you're really something! Even those celebrities can hardly get
Waylen's attention. There's rarely any gossip about him because he's so 'chaste'."

Rena smiled bitterly and changed the subject. "Anyway, I had no choice but to turn to you, Vera."

Waylen held great power and prestige in the upper echelons of society. Vera could easily offend him if
she dared to help Rena.

But Vera was Rena's loyal friend. Using her connections, she quickly found out Waylen's schedule.

On Saturday, Waylen had a golf appointment with someone at the country club at three o'clock in the
afternoon.

Rena went to the country club with Vera and her husband at the appointed time. To her great surprise
though, Harold was also there.

She was quite stunned at the sudden turn of events.

Vera pinched her husband's arm hard and whined, "Why didn't you tell us that Harold would also be
here? How can Rena ask Waylen for help now?"

Vera's husband apologized profusely. "I'm sorry, Rena! I didn't know, I swear!"

Before Rena could back out, Waylen had already seen them.

He was dressed in white golf attire, looking rich and handsome. He was so tall that he stood out among
the crowd.

Just like at the law firm, Waylen pretended not to know Rena and only greeted Vera's husband.

Vera's husband was flattered, so he smiled back.

Then Waylen glanced at Rena.

Rena had smooth, supple skin, and she had deliberately worn clothes that highlighted her good figure.

The tight-fitting white T-shirt made her look energetic, while her light grey shorts showcased her perfect
long legs.

And her long, wavy brown hair was tied in a neat bun, which added to her charm.

Waylen glanced at her long and slender legs and asked casually, "And you are...?"

Chapter 4 Focus, Miss Gordon!

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Waylen pretended not to know Rena. Vera's husband, however, was quite sensible and didn't expose his
lie.

"Mr. Fowler, this is Vera's college classmate, Miss Rena Gordon. She's a piano teacher."

Waylen chuckled knowingly. "Nice to meet you, Miss Gordon!"

With a faint smile on his face, he stretched out his hand like a real gentleman.

Around them, the other elite men looked over curiously. When they saw that the pretty Rena was here
for Waylen, they were green with envy.

Someone even commented, "Mr. Fowler, you're a lucky man."

Rena was a little inexperienced and had never been in this situation before. Being talked about so
openly, she couldn't help but blush and timidly reach out her small hand.

Waylen's big hand shook hers.

Then he let go of her hand and said with a charming smile, "Miss Gordon, would you like to play a round
of golf with me?"

Without waiting for a response, he turned around and started walking towards the court, as though he
wasn't going to let her refuse.

Rena had no choice but to follow him.

Behind her, Harold held the golf club and watched them with a straight face.

Waylen was in a good mood today, so he didn't grow impatient even though Rena said she didn't know
how to play golf.

"Don't worry. I'll teach you!"

As soon as Waylen said this, everyone knew what he was really after, even the naive Rena.

Waylen was deliberately trying to get close to her— which meant that he didn't like Harold and he
wanted to test him!

Rena didn't shy away from his touch as he held her from behind. She was wearing shorts, which exposed
her long legs. As he moved closer to her, she could feel the heat from his body.

Rena couldn't help but blush.

"Focus, Miss Gordon!" Waylen whispered into her ear.

Rena froze.

Waylen held her hands, which were holding the golf club. Then he guided her arms for the perfect golf
swing.

As soon as the ball was sent flying into the distance, the people around them burst into applause.
Everyone was eager to flatter Waylen.

"Mr. Fowler and Miss Gordon work with each other so well!"

"Yes, Mr. Fowler taught her very well."

"One more shot, Mr. Fowler!"

Waylen was used to people talking to him like this.

But Rena wasn't. She blushed furiously.

Waylen chuckled in her ear. "Miss Gordon, shall we hit another ball?"

He was really good at playing golf; at their second swing, he got a hole in one.

The people around them burst into another round of applause. Waylen waved at them confidently,
looking handsome and energetic.

Rena's heart started to race.

Today, she had come here to try to seduce him, but in the end, the tables turned.

She could tell that if Waylen wanted to flirt with a woman, most women wouldn't be able to resist his
charm. It was just that a man of his status wouldn't easily degrade himself.

He held Rena from behind and helped her hit several more shots.

During the break, Rena sat beside Waylen. He didn't talk much. Most of the time, he talked about
business with others, and occasionally talked about legal affairs—but he barely talked to her.

Biting her lip, Rena tried to come up with ways to get on his good side.

She handed him a bottled drink and a fresh towel—she attended to him like a loyal servant. Waylen
naturally accepted it.
Vera thought this was their chance.

She pulled Rena into the bathroom to have a girl talk. "I didn't expect that Mr. Fowler could also be
flirtatious! I've seen him at parties several times before, and he's always been so serious."

Vera didn't want Rena to really fall for Waylen because she doubted he'd marry her. Besides, they also
had to deal with Harold.

Rena reassured her softly, "I just want to make him happy so that I can get his help. I'm not that naive,
Vera."

Vera sighed in relief.

Just as they were about to leave the restroom, the door was suddenly kicked open. Harold strode in.
Before the girls could react, he suddenly pushed Rena against the wall.

Vera anxiously tried to pull him away from her. "Harold, what the hell are you doing?!"

But Harold was a lot stronger than her. Without much effort, he shoved Vera out of the restroom.

The next second, the door was locked from the inside.

Vera pounded the door hard and scolded, "Harold, you bastard! Open the door! Don't you dare hurt
her!"

Harold didn't give a damn.

If he wasn't ruthless, how could he have dumped Rena and dealt with her father so cruelly?

Chapter 5 How Many Times Have You Had Sex With Him

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Rena, a petite woman, stood no match against Harold no matter how hard she struggled.

In the end, she could only glare at Harold with fiery hatred in her eyes.

When she stopped struggling, Harold finally let go of her and sneered. "You want to hook up with
Waylen? What makes you think you're good enough for him? Everyone knows that he doesn't get
entangled with women easily. Besides... You were always so stiff whenever I kissed you. Can you really
stand it if some guy started taking off your clothes?"

Rena gritted her teeth and cursed the man in front of her inwardly.

She lowered her eyes and said coldly, "This is none of your business."

Harold looked down at her and sneered in disbelief. "You deliberately approached Waylen in front of
me. Do you think I give a damn?"

This man disgusted Rena. She looked up at him with unmasked disdain and spat, "Harold, if you didn't
frame my father, I wouldn't have cared who you married at all! Don't flatter yourself!"

Harold stared at her wordlessly.

Rena forced herself to lock eyes with him. She didn't want to show weakness in front of him.

After a long time, Harold sneered. "Rena, you'll be my mistress one way or another! Just you wait!"

Then he opened the door and left, slamming the door behind him.

The second he was gone, Rena's legs buckled from underneath her. She leaned her head against the wall
for support, tears slowly trickling down her cheeks.

What a cruel man!

Over the past four years, Rena had done so much for Harold, but he did nothing but betray her!

Only now did she realize that Harold was toying her feelings since the very beginning. He never wanted
to marry her!

She was stupid enough to even always daydreaming about their wedding.

Thinking of this, she cried bitterly.

"Rena?"

Vera's voice pulled her back to her senses.

Rena wiped her tears and looked up. The sight that greeted her made her freeze on the spot.
By the doorway stood not only Vera and her husband, but also Waylen.

Waylen had changed into a dark blue shirt and gray suit pants.

Vera was worried about Rena, but she decided against mentioning anything about Harold. She quickly
came up with something and said, "It started raining all of a sudden, so let's play golf another time,
okay?"

Her husband took the hint and echoed, "Good idea! Let's play golf some other time. Mr. Fowler, can you
give Rena a ride? I'm afraid Vera and I have something right after this."

Waylen glanced at Rena's red, teary eyes briefly.

After a while, he finally nodded. "Of course."

Vera breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, she felt a bit bad for Rena.

The poor girl had just been assaulted by Harold, and now, she had no choice but to leave with Waylen.

It was a really windy day, and the rain showed no signs of letting up. On the contrary, the thunder and
lightning were merciless. The parking lot was open-air, so Waylen went ahead to fetch his car.

After a while, a golden Bentley Continental GT slowly pulled to a stop in front of Rena. She didn't have
an umbrella, but she didn't dare to ask Waylen to get out of the car to hold an umbrella over her.

She rushed to get in the car, the rain pouring down relentlessly. Despite moving as fast as she could, she
was sopping wet by the time she strapped her seatbelt on.
Water dripping from her hair, she felt a little uneasy, fearing that Waylen would be unhappy with her.

But the man simply glanced at her. Without saying a word, he started the car.

The club was halfway up the mountain. The drive to the foot of the mountain would take a while, and
the air conditioner in the car was turned on. It didn't take long before Rena started shivering from the
cold, her lips turning pale and blue.

While waiting for the traffic light to turn green, Waylen threw a coat to her and said, "Here."

Rena thanked him with a nod.

As soon as she put on his coat, she sighed in relief at the warmth. But Waylen didn't turn off the air
conditioner. He was too busy monitoring the road ahead.

It was a stormy day, so traffic was heavy in the city.

Waylen lit a cigarette and took a long drag, asking casually, "How long have you been with Harold?"

Rena stiffened at the question.

But she had no reason to be dishonest. "Four years."

Waylen was a little surprised. After a while, his eyes wandered over to her slender legs.

With lust in his eyes, he pretended to ask casually, "And how many times have you had sex with him?"