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When John saw that Elsa liked it, he didn’t hesitate; he lit the sky lantern and won the auction at a staggering 50 million dollars.
The green bracelet on her right wrist-named Emerald Frost-was made from premium icy marbleite, prized for its clarity and texture. That night, Simon bid 45 million to win it.
Listening to the commentator dramatically emphasize “50 million dollars,” Lily couldn’t help but laugh at herself.
50 million dollars… It wasn’t that she envied the bracelet.
She just couldn’t ignore the truth. A man’s heart is wherever he spends his money.
When she was with John, he’d gifted her things worth millions too.
But back then, because they’d struggled together, she knew how hard he worked for every dollar. Whenever he gave her something expensive, she’d feel anxious; she worried it would exhaust him.
Lily thought about it. The truth was, a few million meant nothing to him. He could casually give Elsa a gift worth over a hundred million. Feeling sorry for a man… that really would doom you for life. Thankfully, I’d woken up after the pain.
For the next few days, John didn’t bother her again.
She still occasionally saw news about him and Elsa online.
Word was, Elsa liked roses; John had arranged an entire mountainside to bloom with roses just for her. The two of them embraced passionately, watching a meteor shower from amidst a sea of roses.
Then she heard Elsa wanted to see the ocean; John bought an entire island for her. They set off fireworks, hosted a music festival, and spent three days and nights wrapped in romance.
So many stories…
Back when Lily had been with him, John was a total workaholic. Working overtime until late at night was completely normal.
Every time she’d said she wanted to travel, he brushed her off, saying he was too busy with work.
Yet for Elsa-just to make sure she had no regrets-he was willing to skip work for an entire week, taking her on a whirlwind of romantic getaways.
Lily finally understood.
Most of the time, when a man said he didn’t have time, it wasn’t because he was busy-it was because he didn’t care enough. Time was like water in a sponge; if you tried hard enough, you could always squeeze some out. But if you didn’t hold a place in a man’s heart, no amount of squeezing would get you love…
Not long ago, the low-budget animated web film Lily had done voice acting for was released, and to everyone’s surprise, it went viral.
The director was thrilled and threw a celebration party at Flora Club. He called Lily personally and asked her to come.
The film’s sudden success had made her genuinely happy; she’d headed over without delay.
Midway through the party, she went to the restroom. On her way back, a sharp pain suddenly shot through her wrist-someone yanked her violently into a private room at the far east end of the club.
Then she heard a man’s voice-familiar, but chilling.
“John’s such a cold guy; not only did he marry that woman, he’s even showing her off publicly. That means he’s done with Lily, that bootlicker.”
“If John doesn’t want her anymore, does that mean we can take a turn?”
“Not gonna lie, I’ve been craving that body of hers-Lily’s face, that tiny waist… damn.”
“Same here,” another man beside him chimed in with a wicked grin. “Her waist really is something else.”
“I heard she’s been dancing since she was a kid; supposed to be real graceful. Dancers are always flexible. Just thinking about hitting it from behind-whew.”
“I know you’re all dying to sleep with Lily; so am I. That’s why I brought her here!”
At that moment, Lily finally saw their faces.
The man grabbing her wrist was Kendrick.
On the couch sat Calvin and Patrick.
All of them were friends of John’s.
Back when John had brought her to hang out with them, they’d already shown her little respect, probably because they’d picked up on John’s indifference toward her.
But she never imagined they’d say something this disgusting.
She knew Kendrick and the others had a reputation for being sleazy; there was no way she’d let them take advantage of her. Without hesitation, she lifted her foot and aimed a vicious kick between Kendrick’s legs.
“Tsk-feisty.”
Kendrick was scum, but he had good reflexes. He dodged effortlessly, curled his lips into a wicked grin, then yanked her arms behind her back and dragged her forcibly toward the couch.
“But John doesn’t want you anymore. Doesn’t matter how fiery you are-we’re all gonna have you tonight.”
“Kendrick, let go of me!”
There was no way Lily would let them get away with this. She kicked out again, determined to land a blow on Kendrick.
But he was too alert. Every attempt missed; she couldn’t land a single hit.
She tried to reach for her phone to call the police.
But with her arms pinned, she couldn’t even grab it.
-“Just a few drinks, and you’ll behave.”
She was still struggling with everything she had when Calvin suddenly grabbed her chin. He popped open a bottle of liquor and poured it straight into her mouth.
Lily couldn’t hold her alcohol-her/stomach was weak too. The liquor on the table was nearly 60% alcohol; there was no way she’d willingly drink it.
But with Calvin gripping her jaw/tightly, she couldn’t close her mouth. She had no choice but to swallow. Her throat burned like fire. She coughed violently, pain wracking her chest.
Then, after forcing down one bottle, Patrick opened another; he grinned and poured it down her throat too.
Kendrick pinched her check cruelly.
“Tsk-so white, so soft, so smooth. Just touching her face is enough to get me going.”
“But she’s wearing too many clothes…”
“Once we get her drunk and strip her, man-that’s gonna be heaven.”
“I’m going first. None of you better try to cut in.”
The liquor bottle in Patrick’s hand was nearly empty now.
He casually tossed it aside, his eyes locked on Lily, glinting with unrestrained lust.
“Not gonna lie, I dreamed about her last night… you know what I mean. Even ruined my pajamas. Kendrick, hurry up-I’m next.”
Seeing Calvin reach for another bottle, Kendrick grinned wickedly and stopped him. “Don’t pour her any more.”
“Two bottles are enough; if she’s too drunk to react, what’s the fun in that?”
As he spoke, Kendrick tossed her onto the sofa bed, already reaching to tear off the fabric in his way.
Two bottles of strong liquor coursed through Lily’s system-her vision doubled, and she could barely stand.
But her mind was still clung to a shred of clarity.
There was no way she would let herself be stripped down and turned into some plaything for these three scumbags.
The moment she regained control of her body, her trembling fingers grasped for the phone in her pocket.
Patrick had already caught her subtle movements. He snatched the phone from her effortlessly and flung it onto a nearby table.
His thuggish face twisted into a mix of lust and cruelty. “Lily, don’t tell me you’re thinking of calling John to save you? John’s probably busy in bed with his woman right now; you think he’s got time to care about you? From now on, you should stick with the three of us. With a face like yours, as long as you please us, money won’t be a problem.”
“In your dreams!” Lily’s throat burned so badly her voice came out hoarse and broken.
But even if it took every ounce of effort just to speak, she forced out every word with icy determination. “I’d never serve you freaks.”
“I’ll send you straight to the crematorium.”
As she said it, her gaze locked onto a nearby bottle. If only I could grab one… I’d bash their disgusting heads in, cremate them all, and be done with it.
But she’d had too much alcohol. What used to be a simple motion, grabbing a bottle-now felt impossible.
She struggled for a long time, but couldn’t even sit up from the sofa, let alone reach the table.
Meanwhile, Kendrick’s liquor-damp hand slid to her collar.
“Tsk. Still putting up a fight?”
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