Chapter 1

In the Fairfield Villa area, a luxurious banquet was underway downstairs. The wind whipped across the rooftop as several high-end helicopters hovered in the air. Jessica Morgan, dressed in a black trench coat, quickly jumped to the ground and issued an order to Lily, who stood behind her. "Keep tracking those goods. Stay vigilant."

"Yes, boss!"

Jessica removed her trench coat, tossed it to Lily, and slipped into a pale blue and green dress. "I'll head down first. Call me if anything comes up," she said indifferently. She casually touched the dust on the wall and smeared it on her face.

"Boss," Lily called out. Jessica paused. Lily immediately approached and presented a tablet to her. "We captured this while monitoring the Morgan family."

On the screen, Amanda Morgan, Jessica’s half-sister, was seen whispering in a corner on the second floor with their stepmother, Sarah Johnson.

"Mom, they’ve been subdued. I'll go in now. Make sure to check the room at eight o'clock tomorrow morning!"

"Alright, you must succeed tonight. Otherwise, Luke Hamilton will be engaged to that silly girl next week!"

"Don't worry!"

Then, Amanda bent down and entered a guest room. The footage stopped, and Jessica's face tightened. "Interest in Luke? Ha, if I didn't need to stay in the Morgan family to investigate that matter, these two women would already be dead!"

Lily clicked on the screen to change the view. "Luke Hamilton was indeed knocked out. He's in the eastern guest room now. Amanda is next door. I've arranged for a male servant to be with her."

Jessica smiled. "Very good." Lily was her most capable assistant and knew what she was thinking. "Go to the finance department and get two bonuses."

"Thank you, boss!"

"Let's go."

Jessica left the rooftop, concealed herself in the darkness, and entered the eastern bedroom. In the pitch-black room, she saw Luke in the moonlight. "I'm sorry," she whispered, beginning to undress. She then undressed Luke, sprinkling the prepared blood on the bedsheet. Tomorrow, the show would begin!

Early the next morning, Jessica was groggy when someone suddenly grabbed her neck. "How dare you drug me!" Luke's hoarse voice was filled with sharp cruelty. Jessica woke up instantly, struggling for breath. She patted his hand in panic. "It hurts! Let go of me..."

Tears streamed down her cheeks, and her face turned pale with fear. Luke stared at her with dark eyes. "It's you," he said in a low voice. The face matched the photo. She was the silly fiancée he wanted to break off the engagement with!

"Cough, cough, cough!" Jessica coughed violently as her throat was released. Luke frowned and let her go. "How dare you drug me?" His voice remained powerful.

Jessica curled up, her eyes full of tears. "I don't understand. Don't hit me..."

Luke's brows furrowed even more. His gaze landed on her slender neck, noticing a few pink marks on her fair skin. His expression froze momentarily, but his voice remained cold. "If you don't want to break off the engagement, you're playing this trick, aren't you?"

Jessica frowned inwardly. It was said that Luke was cold and heartless. Did her tears really not affect him at all? She was momentarily distracted, but Luke grew impatient with her silence. "Turn around. I'll get dressed," he said.

Jessica pouted, turned her head, and obediently showed her back. After two minutes, hearing sounds that suggested he was dressed, she turned back only to see his upper body still exposed, revealing his muscular lines.

"Uh..." She quickly turned away, her ears turning red. Luke was indeed the dream of many unmarried women in the city.

Fully dressed, Luke turned around. "I'll give you some money as compensation," he said.

Jessica shook her head. "Luke, you have to be responsible for me!"

Luke: "..."