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Lauren could not help but laugh. “So, food, fun, making videos, and scrolling on your phone are all you want out of life?”
Shiloh thought about it seriously and nodded. “Yeah. Nothing else really interests me. I don’t know why, but I feel like I used to live a really exhausting life. So now, I just want to keep things simple.”
Kingsley listened carefully, a thoughtful look in his eyes. There was no doubt in his mind that Shiloh’s strength was at least at the martial king level.
In martial arts terms, that meant she was not just strong-she was a one-woman army. Yet, a woman with such terrifying power had no ambition beyond eating good food, making videos, and lazing around. She was basically a glorified couch potato.
However, what really caught his attention was when she said she felt like she used to live a really exhausting life.
Kingsley started to wonder if Shiloh was not always like this,
Maybe she really had been a legendary fighter-one of those terrifying figures whose name made people tremble.
Maybe she had suffered a devastating injury or betrayal that had left her in this state.
Of course, that was just speculation.
Whatever her past was, Kingsley did not feel the need to dig into it. It was her business, and prying into someone else’s secrets was just bad manners.
Checking the time, Kingsley stretched. “Well, looks like my shift’s over. Time to head home.”
Lauren groaned dramatically. “Ugh, I wish! Some of us still have to work overtime.”
Shiloh packed up her things and got up. “Well, you guys have fun with that. I’m heading out to do some shopping. Maybe see if I can pick up a side gig.’
Kingsley blinked in disbelief. “Shiloh, you literally have 20 million dollars sitting in your account. Why are you even thinking about getting a part time job? Just order takeout and relax!”
Shiloh shook her head. “I completely disagree. Young people shouldn’t be lazy. Besides, 20 million sounds like a lot, but it’s not enough to last me a lifetime. And let’s be real-I have no idea how long I’m gonna live.
“After wrapping up your commercial, I’ve got nothing to do. Might as well work some odd jobs, save up a little extra. It adds up over time.”
With that, she waved them off and casually walked out of Rhodes Corporation.
Kingsley turned to Lauren. “Is she always like this?”
Lauren sighed. “Yep. Ever since you brought her into the company, if she’s not busy, she just goes out looking for work. Dishwashing, cleaning houses-whatever random job she can find. I’ve tried talking her out of it, but she won’t listen.
Kingsley did not even know how to respond. Shiloh was a martial king-a fighter strong enough to make nations tremble. Yet, she was out here scrubbing dishes for pocket change.
Something about that just felt fundamentally wrong.
It was another beautiful night, the kind with a bright moon and clear skies. Kingsley had gone to bed early, hoping to finally get some rest.
Honestly, he had not been sleeping well these past few days. Especially last night-after punishing Francesca the entire night, she had begged for mercy, her legs too weak to stand.
Kingsley was not made of steel either, and the fatigue was starting to catch up to him. Just as he turned off the lights and settled in, he heard the door outside creak open.
His ears twitched as he frowned, thinking, “This is the most high-end private villa in Moonlit Sanctuary-there’s no way some random thief would just break in, right?’
Then, the light in the outer room switched on, and there was the soft rustling sound of someone changing into slippers. With the sound of another click, the light went off again.
A shadow carefully tiptoed across the floor, each step so light it sounded like a cat sneaking around.
Kingsley smirked in the darkness. ‘Wow, a considerate thief. The intruder is even changing into house slippers- clearly, this is a thief with some class!’
Whoever it was, they crept straight toward Kingsley’s bedroom. Before he could react, the person dove under his covers.
“You jerk, I’m sleeping with you tonight!”
The familiar scent of sweet milk filled Kingsley’s nose. He did not even need to guess-he reached out, grabbed the soft little body, and pulled her out of the covers.
He asked, “Fran, didn’t you say you weren’t coming tonight?”
Francesca huffed. “What’s it to you?”
“Alright, but if you’re staying, aren’t you going to undress?
“Nope! You’re not touching me tonight!”
“If I’m not allowed to touch you, then why are you even here?”
“I came to sleep! What, is that not allowed? You gave me the key, so I can come and go as I please.”
“Fine, you can sleep, but can you stop grabbing me down there?”
“I refuse!”
Just like that, the night turned into another wild storm. At this rate, Kingsley figured his king-sized bed would not last much longer-he’d probably have to buy a new one soon.
Meanwhile, Finley arrived with his crew at the Snees mansion, and Irene greeted them warmly as they stepped inside.
The men of the Hidden Dragons had spent years training in martial arts and running the streets, so they were all broad-shouldered, rough around the edges, and had absolutely no manners.
The moment they entered the Snees mansion, they headed straight for the living room and sank into the plush couches like they owned the place.
Each of them lit a cigarette, puffing clouds of smoke into the air.
Finley leaned back against the soft leather sofa, completely at ease, and shot Hannah a smirk. “Ms. Snees, 1 hope you don’t mind. My guys are a little uncultured. They don’t care much for formalities like you high-society folks, so I’ll apologize in advance.”
Hannah found them repulsive, but she did not let it show instead, she offered a polite smile and said, “Mr. Moore, you’re too kind. Having you as our guest is an honor for the Snees family.”
Finley chuckled, his gaze sweeping shamelessly over Hannah’s figure. From the moment he had arrived in Jayrodale, he had wanted to get his hands on this woman. Too bad he had not found the right opportunity yet. en
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Hannah felt the heat of his stare, and a shiver of unease ran down her spine. However, she knew better than to let it show. After all, they had invited these men as guests, so no matter how uncomfortable she felt, she had to endure until they left.
Meanwhile, Irene busied herself in the kitchen, bringing out dishes with the help of two housekeepers.
Leroy grabbed a box of high-end cigars and a selection of expensive liquor, eagerly serving Finley and his men. He was practically groveling, his every move screaming flattery and desperation.
Yet, Finley did not even spare Leroy a glance. His eyes never left Hannah.
Once everything was set, Irene took a seat and smiled. “Mr. Moore, gentlemen, please help yourselves.”
Before she even finished speaking, Finley and his five men were already digging in, devouring the meal without a single care for the Snees family.
Irene’s smile froze briefly, but she quickly covered it with an awkward laugh. She picked up her spoon and reached for a dish, pretending nothing was wrong.
In just a few minutes, Finley and his men had completely wiped out every dish on the table. All that was left were scraps and cold broth-not even a bite worth eating
‘Had these guys not eaten in months?’ Irene cursed them in her head, though she forced a polite smile.
On the other hand, Hannah had not touched her utensils. She could not stand any of them except for Finley, and even he was not much better.
One look at the rest of the Hidden Dragons, and it was obvious-they were nothing but brainless thugs, leering at her with disgusting eyes.
Leroy let out an awkward laugh. “Mr. Moore, If the food wasn’t enough, I’ll have the housekeepers whip up some more. Come on, let’s drink instead! Tonight, we’re drinking until we drop!”
Finley smirked. “My boys measure their alcohol in barrels, not glasses. You’re Hannah’s little brother, right? I’d hate to see you end up in the hospital.”
Leroy was desperate to get on Finley’s good side, so there was no way he would back down.
He pounded his chest and said, “Come on, Mr. Moore, don’t underestimate me! I might not be a match for you in a fight, but when it comes to drinking? In Jayrodale, I’ve never lost!”
Finley let out a low chuckle. To him, Leroy was nothing more than an eager little lackey-not even worth his time. Still, since he was here to eat at the Snees mansion, he had to at least play along, so he turned to his crew and said, “Alright, boys, keep him company. But don’t overdo it-we wouldn’t want the kid ending up in the ER.”
His men said nothing; they just poured the drinks and started knocking them back.
Leroy refused to admit defeat, gulping down glass after glass, matching them round for round.
Meanwhile, Finley turned his attention back to Hannah and smiled. “Ms. Snees, why don’t you have a drink with me too?”
Hannah shook her head. “Sorry, Mr. Moore, I don’t drink.”
Originally, the plan was to invite the Hidden Dragons over and see if they could form a connection.
However, she had not expected Finley and his crew to be so crude, spending the whole night stuffing their faces, getting wasted, and throwing around dirty jokes that made her sick to her stomach.
At this point, she regretted ever listening to Irene and letting these men into her home.
The way they acted-like wild beasts-gave her a terrible feeling.
Finley’s smirk deepened. “Ms. Snees really is untouchable, huh? Like some ethereal being who doesn’t mingle with us mere mortals. If you won’t even have net drink with me, then why did you invite me here in the first place?”
As he spoke, he slid a full glass of liquor across the table and placed it in front of her. He added, “Drink with me, and we’ll talk business. If you refuse, then I’ll take that as an insult like you’re looking down on me.
“And if that’s the case, then tell me, Ms. Snees-why did you even invite me here, if all you’re gonna do is disrespect me?”
By the time he finished speaking, his expression had darkened, his tone laced with warning.
Hannah could not believe the bastard was sitting in her home and still had the audacity to threaten her.
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Irene, afraid her daughter would make things worse, quickly forced a laugh and tried to smooth things over. “MMoore, please don’t benet upset. Hannah is a lady, after all. She really doesn’t drink much look at that full glass, there’s no way she can handle that.”
Finley’s grin was all teeth. “Fine, then let her pour her own I came here out of respect, Ms. Snees, so the least you can do is have one drink with me.”
His tone made it clear-this was not a request.
Hannah had already been holding back all night, but this was the final straw. She was one second away from pointing at the door and telling Finley to get the hell out.
Irene quickly picked up the glass, similing as she said, “Mr. Moore, no need to get upset. I’ll drink in Hannah’s place.”
She tilted her head back and downed the entire glass in one go, then turned the empty cup upside down to show Finley.
Finley’s brows furrowed with clear displeasure. “Impressive drinking, ma’am, but I was asking for Ms. Snees, not some washed-up old woman.”
Irene’s smile immediately vanished as her face darkened. Mr. Moore, the Snees family welcomed you and your men with food and drinks. Is this how you talk to your host Back in my day, I was quite the beauty. Just because I’m older now doesn’t mean I’m some ‘washed-up old woman’!”
A sharp glint flickered in Finley’s eyes as he scoffed. “Lady, just because you gave birth to a stunning daughter doesn’t mean you get to bask in the same glory. Let’s be real-if it weren’t for Hannah, do you think I’d waste my time stepping foot into this sad excuse of a mansion?”
He added, “Be smart and tell your daughter to sit down and have a drink with me. Otherwise, I can make sure the Snees family disappears with just a word.”
His tone had shifted from playful arrogance to an outright threat.
Irene’s face flushed with anger and shock as she pointed at him. “Finley, I never expected you to be this shameless! Fine, the Snees family doesn’t need any favors from the Hidden Dragons. Take your men and get the hell out of my house! I must have been blind to invite a pack of ungrateful wolves into my home!”
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