Chapter 1 We Lost Maxton

• “Bailey, you're done? Tsk, tsk, tsk! Three whole hours. It looks like Mr. David Larson is still going on strong despite being over fifty years old.”
• A sweet feminine voice rang out in the corridor. Though her features were delicate and innocent, there was currently an expression of malice on her face.
• “I've already done what you said. When are you going to transfer me the five hundred thousand?”
• Bailey Jefferson's voice was raspy and hoarse.
• Her hair was a mess, and there was a flush to her cheeks. Though she was dressed, it was clear the clothes had been put on in a hurry, as the top button was in the wrong hole. This revealed an expanse of fair skin littered with hickeys, and there was no doubt what she had just been through.
• Deep inside, Bailey was feeling ashamed yet helpless.
• Half a month ago, her granny had been diagnosed with stomach cancer. The exorbitant medical fees were not something a student like her could afford, so she had no choice but to seek out her father.
• However, her mother had passed away long ago, and her father had remarried. With a new family in his life, he couldn't be bothered to spare her any attention.
• As a deeply disappointed Bailey was chased out of the house, her stepsister, Rhonda Jefferson, appeared before her to offer a deal.
• As long as she took Rhonda's place in sleeping with the CEO of Harway Group, David Larson, for a night, Rhonda would pay her five hundred thousand.
• In order to save her granny's life, Bailey had no other option but to agree.
• The events of the past few hours felt like a nightmare to Bailey.
• In the dark of the night, the man was like a beast with no rational thought, relentlessly taking from her what he wanted. Every motion of his had Bailey's head spinning, yet when she tried to resist, she found herself unable to move. It seemed like a century had passed before the man finally stopped.
• Back in the present, Bailey's legs were trembling from the effort of standing up, and her entire body ached. A slippery warmth was trickling out from between her legs, wetting her underwear.
• Furious and humiliated, Bailey could only bite her lip tightly while cursing up a storm mentally.
• How is it that an old man like him has so much stamina? I thought I would die!
• After what happened, her virginity and dignity had been ruined, all in one night. If it weren't for the fact she still had to look after her granny, Bailey would've ended herself right there.
• Standing in the doorway, an exquisitely made-up Rhonda leaned against the wall. Upon taking in Bailey's disheveled state, she allowed a smug look to cross her face.
• So what if Bailey was incredibly beautiful? At the end of the day, she was nothing but a replacement for Rhonda.
• Rhonda said in a tender tone and pretended to be surprised.
• “Five hundred thousand? I thought we agreed on fifty thousand? How did it become five hundred thousand?”
• “You!”
• Bailey was trembling with anger.
• “Rhonda, how dare you go back on your word!”
• Rhonda guffawed loudly.
• She loved to see Bailey in such a wretched state.
• “My dear Bailey, I was only joking with you. Since Mr. Larson offered five million for the sake of getting me, you will get five hundred thousand. As for me, I will just have to take the balance of four and a half million. After all, you were the one who had to sell your body.”
• With that, she opened the door of the suite and went into the bedroom, swaying her hips as she walked.
• Bailey pursed her lips and staggered to the elevator.
• Back in the room, Rhonda finished taking off her clothes and slipped under the blanket, preparing to lie down beside the sleeping David.
• Unexpectedly, the man beside her abruptly woke up. A large hand clamped around her neck as a murderous intent exploded from the man.
• “Who are you?” The man's voice was still hoarse from his earlier activities, a lingering trace of desire in it. Nonetheless, the aura he exuded was commanding and imposing.
• That voice doesn't sound like something a man in his fifties should have.
• Bewildered, Rhonda lifted her head. When she got a good look at the man's face, she was so shocked that her mouth nearly dropped open.
• The man was none other than the head of the Luther family, Artemis Luther!
• She could not believe that Bailey had slept with the most powerful man in town.
• In that instant, she was filled with anger and jealousy.
• It should have been me.
• How the heck did that wh*re get to do this?
• D*mn you, Bailey!
• D*mn you!
• Seven and a half months later, the cries of an infant could be heard coming from the delivery room.
• “The first one is a boy. Don't stop whatever you are doing. There are still another two babies in her tummy.”
• The female doctor brought the baby boy to Rhonda, who was waiting outside the delivery room.
• She uttered in a hushed tone, “Ms. Rhonda, it is as you wish. She has given birth to a boy.”
• Rhonda rubbed the tiny bump on her tummy and smiled.
• “Repeat what you said. Who's the mother of this baby boy?”
• The female doctor quivered in fear.
• At the thought of the multi-million condominium that she would be receiving, she quickly changed her words.
• “Congratulations, Ms. Rhonda. You have given birth to a baby boy.”
• Rhonda laughed out loud with a smug expression.
• The doctor asked again, “What do you want us to do with the other two babies in her stomach?”
• “Get rid of them.”
• Rhonda reached out to pinch the cheek of the baby in her arms, and a merciless look flashed across her eyes.
• “Leave one for her. Since this baby boy is going to allow me to marry into the Luther family, I will let her have one child. That's already very benevolent of me. There's no way I will let her have all three children.”
• With that, she turned around and walked out.
• “If you handle this well, I'll pay you twice as much.”
• …
• Seven years later, at Hallsbay International Airport, it was very crowded.
• There were a few bodyguards dressed in black and wearing earpieces in the middle of the crowd.
• “Mr. Luther, there is no sign of the suspect at exit A1.”
• “Mr. Luther, we have not seen the suspect at exit A2.”
• “Mr. Luther, no sign of the suspect at exit B1.”
• “Mr. Luther, we do not see the suspect at exit B2.”
• In the VIP lounge on the second floor of the departure hall, a tall and slender figure was seated on the black leather couch.
• The man had on a pair of customized sunglasses with lenses so wide that they covered half of his face.
• Only his straight nose and thin lips could be seen.
• He had defined features and a tough-looking profile.
• A frosty aura that resembled an icy lake exuded from that dangerous man.
• It would be unwise for strangers to go near him!
• Shortly after the reports came in, the temperature of the room plunged.
• The whole room fell into a dead silence.
• After a long time, the man's personal bodyguard, Ken Anderson, spoke.
• “Mr. Luther, is there a mistake with your intel? The top hacker, 'Spook', did not board the flight to Hallsbay.”
• They had spent half a year tracking down the whereabouts of “Spook.”
• Now that they had received some leads, they did not expect the lead to turn cold.
• “Impossible,” the man on the couch said coldly.
• His eyes then fell on the laptop in front of him.
• There was a mess of red lines all over the screen.
• The lines represented signals coming from the GPS system.
• Nevertheless, the signals were all over the screen and in a cluster.
• He had originally locked onto a single target, and now, it was all over the screen.
• In other words...
• He had been fooled!
• The very next second, the laptop screen began to flicker violently.
• All of a sudden, the screen turned black!
• Ken rubbed his nose and reminded the man gingerly, “Mr. Luther, your laptop has been hacked.”
• Artemis was rendered speechless.
• Does he think that I'm blind?
• Do I need him to tell me that?
• The door of the lounge flew open, and one of the bodyguards rushed in.
• With a quavering voice, he told Artemis, “M-Mr. Luther, Mr. Maxton followed you to the airport. B-But, he managed to evade his bodyguards. Now, we have no idea where he is.”
• Icy stares flew in the direction of the door.
• Artemis only uttered five words, “Go. And. Find. Him. Now!”