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She continued, “And let’s be honest-Finley is an excellent match. He’s better than Harvey in every way, and you? You’re the Ice
Queen of Jayrodale-with your beauty, you could have him wrapped around your finger in no time!”
Leroy grinned, clearly on board. “Hannah, I think it’s a great idea. If you and Finley really hit it off, I can show off that my future brother-in-law is a Hidden Dragons member! And who knows?
“Maybe I could ride that wave and join Hidden Dragons myself, land a good position there. I’ve heard that in martialarts sects, the girls are way more pure than those city whores. Unlike the women around here, they’re all still untouched.”
His expression turned downright sleazy, his fantasies running wild-just like his mother’s.
Hannah glanced at her brother and let out a sigh of disappointment.
“Have you ever once considered working for your own success? A
you ever think about is leeching off others, taking shortcuts, and indulging in luxury.”
She asked, “Leroy, have you ever stopped to ask yourself what have you done to deserve all these things?”
Leroy scoffed. “If hard work actually worked, then all the farmers breaking their backs every day would be billionaires by now. The truth is, hard work doesn’t mean anything. Look at Kingsley-did he work for his success?
“No. He climbed his way up by using women. And what’s wrong with wanting wealth and women? Mom and I already gave you the perfect solution-if you just get close to Finley, our entire family would be set for life!”
Hannah said calmly, “I would never sell my body in exchange for wealth and status. But you and Mom aren’t wrong-Finley is someone I can take advantage of. Aspen is useless now, so I’ll be the one to take over this alliance with Finley.”
Irene beamed with excitement. “Then what are we waiting for? Hannah, call him right now and invite him over for dinner. I’ll cook a feast myself-we have to treat him well!”
Hannah hesitated. “Inviting him to the house might not be the best idea. I think it’d be better to meet at a restaurant instead.”
Irene quickly objected, “A restaurant? That won’t show enough sincerity! Think about it, Hannah. If we invite Finley to our home, it sends a message that we value him. Once he’s in a good mood, he’ll be much easier to manipulate!”
Leroy chimed in, “Exactly, Hannah! Have him come over-I can drink with him too. As long as we keep him happy, you won’t even have to sacrifice yourself. We can just use Finley’s influence as our family’s safety net!”
Hannah nodded. “Alright then, we’ll have him over.”
Without wasting time, she took out her phone and dialed Finley’s number.
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Meanwhile, on the other side of town, Kingsley dragged Aspen into Natasha’s West End headquarters.
“Mr. Baldwin, and Ms. Aspen, please have a seat!” The Westside crew was extremely polite, welcoming Kingsley and offering them tea.
Kingsley chuckled as he sat down. “She’s just a servant now-she can stand. No need to ruin the rules.”
Aspen had just been about to sit when her body froze. Humiliation and rage flashed in her eyes, but she did not dare say a word. Instead, she clenched her hands into tight fists and remained standing.
Life was unpredictable. Not long ago, she was the proud daughter of the Snees family in Bridgefields-an untouchable heiress adored wherever she went.
After coming to Jayrodale, she had looked down on Kingsley at every turn, seeing him as nothing more than an eyesore. She was convinced that crushing him would be effortless.
But now? Aspen’s pride had been shattered. Kingsley had nearly wiped out her entire family, flipping her world upside down in an instant. She felt like fate had been especially cruel to her.
She wondered why she had to cross paths with this devil at the peak of her youth when she had the most ambition.
“Where’s Natasha?” Kingsley asked, paying no attention to Aspen’s furious and humiliated expression.
Conan, who was highly respected among Natasha’s crew, smiled and replied, “Mr. Baldwin, she just got back. She’s checking on the new recruits to see how their training is going.”
Kingsley nodded. “You’ve been using the serum I gave you, right? How’s it working out?”
Conan’s grin stretched from ear to ear. “It’s incredible! At my age, I had already given up on advancing in martial arts. But this serum you made it’s absolutely miraculous! It’s nothing like the countless tonics and remedies I spent half my life searching for!”
Kingsley smirked. “Glad to hear it’s working.”
Aspen, who had been standing silently, suddenly lifted her head, her face filled with shock. “Kingsley, you can make serums for martial artists?”
Kingsley’s expression turned cold. “I’ll give you one chance to rephrase that.”
Aspen gritted her teeth in anger. After taking two deep breaths to suppress her frustration, she forced herself to say, “Mr. Baldwin, may ask if you can formulate serums for martial artists?”
Kingsley chuckled. “Why the hell does that concern you?” “Hey!” Aspen nearly bit through her own lip in frustration.
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She finally understood that Kingsley truly saw her as nothing more than a servant. No, worse than that. He was treating her like a slave. Nonetheless, that was indeed the choice she made in exchange for her family’s safety.
Aspen had no say in how Kingsley would treat her or what he planned to do with her. She could not run, nor did she dare harbor even the slightest thought of rebellion against him.
As long as the Snees family in Bridgefields still existed, she had no choice but to bow her head. Otherwise, any reckless move on her part could spark Kingsley’s wrath, and with just one command, her entire family would be wiped out.
Not long after, Natasha returned. She noticed Aspen standing there, her face flushed with frustration, and asked in surprise, “Aspen, why are you just standing there? Sit down and rest for a bit.”
She added, “Like it or not, you’re kinda one of us now. Even though I have to keep an eye on you so you don’t steal my man, I can’t help but feel a little bad for you.”
Aspen clenched her jaw and stiffly replied, “No need!”
She would have loved to sit down, but a certain petty bastard clearly did not see her as human.
Natasha glanced at Aspen, noting the barely contained anger on her face, then turned to Kingsley, who remained calm and indifferent.
Something clicked in her mind, and she asked, “Darling, are you leaving Aspen with me for now?”
Kingsley scoffed in disgust. “That’s why you’re smarter than this clueless new slave. I still don’t get why I let Zephyr and the others walk free, only to be stuck with this useless burden.”
Hearing that, Aspen could no longer hold back. “Kingsley, don’t forget-you already promised not to go after the Snees family anymore! I know you hate me and look down on me. But you made a promise, and your word should mean something!”
Kingsley waved her off. “Relax. As dumb and irrationally confident as you are, I don’t go back on my word. I’ll just chalk this up as a business deal where I took a loss.”
Aspen let out a cold laugh. “This is the first time’ve ever heard of someone from the prestigious
Snees family being reduced to act servant and still getting rejected! But don’t worry. I won’t be useless. You’ll see I’ll make sure your so-called ‘loss’ turns into a profit.”
Kingsley raised an eyebrow. “Oh? That so? Then tell me what exactly can you offer?”
Aspen snapped, “Haven’t you already seen what I’m capable of? Whether it’s my looks, combat skills, business sense, or any other quality, I’m not inferior to any of the women around you!”
Kingsley smirked. “Oh, I’ve seen what you’re capable of, alright. That’s exactly why I’m sitting while you’re standing If I tell you to get on your knees, you’ll kneel. If I tell you to strip you will. Your so-called ‘capabilities’ mean nothing to me. Get it?”
Kingsley’s cruel words cut through Aspen like a blade, and her eyes instantly turned red with anger and humiliation. “Kingsley, I swear I will escape from you one day. And when I do, I make you pay for every bit of humiliation you’ve put me through!”
Her tears welled up, but she refused to let them fall. She glared at Kingsley, gritting her teeth, determined not to break down.
Kingsley sneered. “You can’t even guarantee your own survival, and you’re still dreaming about revenge? Do you not realize that I could make your life a living hell with a single word?”
Aspen lifted her chin stubbornly, her voice filled with hatred. “Then do it. Kill me if you dare. Because if you don’t, as long as I’m alive, I’ll always have a chance.”
Natasha clicked her tongue in amusement. “I have to hand it to you, Aspen. You’ve got guts.”
Kingsley rolled his eyes. “Guts? My ass. Aspen, I’m ordering you to take off your clothes. All of them. Then, I’ll decide whether or not I should gift you to my West End boys for some fun.”
Aspen’s arrogance vanished in an instant, her face draining of color. She trembled and stuttered, “A-Are you really going to humiliate me like this? You would strip me of my last shred of dignity?”
After being violated by Rodney, Aspen developed a deep-seated hatred for men. It had worsened over time, turning into something almost pathological.
She could not stand being near any man, let alone strip in front of hundreds of West End’s men to serve them.
Kingsley looked at her, his expression cold and indifferent. “Take it off. Or, I’ll personally take you to see how the Snees family in Bridgefields is wiped out. You know better than anyone that erasing your family would be effortless for me.”
Aspen let out a bitter laugh. “Kingsley, you’re ruthless. Fine, I’ll do it.”
Due to her recklessness, the Snees family had nearly faced complete destruction. Now that they had barely escaped the jaws of death, she would never let them fall into ruin again.
With trembling fingers, she unbuttoned her blouse and slowly slipped it off, revealing her smooth skin.
Natasha watched with amusement. “I have to admit, her body and skin are flawless. Darling, are you sure you don’t want to take my suggestion? She could make a fortune selling herself. With that face and figure, men would be lining up for her.”
Kingsley responded lazily, “I’ll think about it. It all depends on how she performs. If she disappoints me, I’ll leave her to you to deal with.”
Hearing their conversation, Aspen’s resentment deepened, turning into an overwhelming sense of fear. Her remaining pride and defiance were being stripped away, piece by piece, by Kingsley.
As she swallowed her humiliation and reached behind her back to unclasp her bra, Kingsley raised a hand and said flatly, “That’s enough. Put your clothes back on. You’re too flat-nothing worth showing.”
Aspen froze, then her face twisted with fury. “Kingsley, do you think this is funny?” Kingsley’s tone remained indifferent. “I’m your master now. When I tell you to strip, you strip. When I tell you to get dressed, you get dressed. Don’t question me. Just do as you’re told-understood?”
He stared at Aspen with utter disdain.
“… Understood!” She forced the word through clenched teeth, her entire body shaking with suppressed rage.
She had wanted to lash out with some biting remark, but Kingsley’s cold, sharp gaze made her swallow her words.
Natasha looped her arm around
Kingsleyne come giggled. “Darling, with me. Let’s check out
End’s latest recruits.”
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Kingsley smirked. “Alright. I hope you’ve got something impressive to show me.”
Natasha beamed. “Of course! You won’t be disappointed.”
Soon, she led Kingsley and Aspen into West End’s training hall. Inside, over a hundred shirtless, muscular men were hard at work, shouting as they pushed through rigorous drills.
Some were sparring, others were practicing complex maneuvers, and
Vere swinging long swords and knives, engaging in real combat.
On the sidelines, Conan and a few other trainers were instructing them on striking techniques and footwork.
Natasha grinned. “So, what do you think of my guys?”
Kingsley nodded. “They’re decent.”
Natasha pouted. “Just decent? Come on, you’re way too picky.”
Aspen seized the opportunity to throw in a sarcastic remark “If I’m not picky, how else would I make myself seem special?”
Aspen scoffed. “It’s not ‘special’-it’s just putting on a show.”
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