Chapter 4: This Video Goes Viral in Sloviane

The noble figure lazily lounged on the velvet chair, his long legs overlapping, the black gemstone ring on his index finger emitting a cold light.

From his tense jawline to his ears, handsome lines were drawn, flowing with the nobility of royalty.

In Sloviane, the name Wayne Bailey was a myth that would change one's expression to that of dread—

The ultra-thin laptop on his knee was live streaming the situation inside the café.

A hint of sinister coldness crept onto the corner of his lips.

"Mr. Bailey, here is all the information on her." The subordinate, Wilfred, respectfully handed over a file.

For 28 years, no woman had ever been close to Mr. Bailey's body...

"Master Bailey just called and ordered you to marry her no matter what."

Master Bailey was eager to have a grandchild. For that matter, even if it were a female dog, as long as it had a relationship with Mr. Bailey, he would force a marriage!

Wayne Bailey's cold eyes stared murderously, and his crimson lips were pursed into a cold line.

His handsome face was deep and mysterious, like a black flower blooming in the darkness, fatally dangerous.

...

Anna Jadwin left the cafe, feeling disgusted at the thought of Javier Thompson.

Suddenly, her foot slipped, and she nearly fell.

The golden phone was extremely luxurious, with a diamond embedded in the home button.

She picked it up, whose phone was this?

She would never claim it as her own, but the phone rang—

"Our boss's phone has SPS tracking, I know where you are, don't think you can run away."

"..."

"Stay where you are, don't move. The information in the phone is more important than your life. Or else, your family in the household registration book will disappear from the Earth..."

Anna Jadwin was irritated by their overbearingness, "I'm sorry, but you'll have to look for it in the sky."

She hung up the phone, bought a dozen balloons from a street vendor, and tied the phone to them.

The colorful balloons soared into the sky, brilliant and dazzling...

Let them search for it with an airplane if they wanted

...

Across the street.

The bodyguard was shocked to discover through tracking—

"Boss, your phone fell right in front of the cafe door, but it seems to have flown into the sky."

Wayne Bailey clenched his handsome face as he crushed the document, watching Anna Jadwin tie his phone to the balloons and release them.

A cold smile played on the corner of his mouth, this woman... seems a little interesting.

"Wilfred, have someone follow her."

Wilfred was shocked. Could it be that Mr. Bailey was really interested in this woman? She was so... unsophisticated...

...

Back at the Johnson residence, Anna Jadwin's lower body was in such pain she gasped for breath with every step she took.

Had the bastard never touched a woman before? Playing so rough...

Sitting in front of the vanity, she took off the instant noodle hairstyle wig.

Her loose, long hair cascaded down, soft and beautiful, just like the Queen of England...

She skillfully applied makeup remover oil to a cotton pad, gently wiping off the makeup on her face.

This revealed a delicate and beautiful countenance.

Dark eyes like black diamonds, long, curled lashes.

The beautiful Anna was like a siren of the deep sea, her tender lips resembling deep red rose petals.

Three years ago, when the Sullivans went bankrupt, it was Javier Thompson who saved her as she lay in the rain.

Her parents' deaths had broken her spirit, several attempts at suicide, but Javier Thompson stayed by her side, encouraging her to overcome the most difficult times.

She had never liked him, had never agreed to be with him, he begged her to be his nominal girlfriend.

She had always held her ground, unwilling to let him touch her because there was someone in her heart...

She assumed a different identity, Felicia Sullivan, moved into the Johnson Family house masquerading as their second daughter, with two ID cards and a double identity.