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9.9 Billion Bride

He is the emperor of the dark night—cruel and indifferent, rejecting the warmth of women's affection. He ensnared her, viewing her as the antidote to the love poison that coursed through him, instantly addicted, and henceforth, forever beyond redemption. "The women who have glimpsed my body have only one destiny," he declared, donning a refined silver-black mask, his smile sly. "Yet, I find your scent intriguing. You may choose the manner of your demise." Their first encounter saw him pinning her to the carpet. Though commonplace advances typically involved various kisses, he surprised her by biting her neck. The perplexing question lingered: Why was he, not a vampire, drinking her blood?! Upon their second meeting, she fell prey to his bodyguard's abduction, brought before him. As she teetered on the brink of total consumption, a mysterious factor within her body was triggered...

Mo Xiaotao · Integral
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893 Chs

192: Old Master Yancey and Madam Yancey (4)

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"I..." Tara Summer opened her mouth but hesitated for three seconds, then responded with a slight smile, "I'm willing to put effort into this marriage regardless of why we were initially brought together. Now, I wish our ties to each other aren't a burden but a connection, the bond between a husband and wife!"

She intended to face the marriage that had brought them together seriously, hoping that one day, they could become like everyone else - caring for each other, liking each other, and staying together.

"I'm glad...very glad to hear that." Madam Yancey, lying on the large bed, abruptly opened her eyes. Her voice was raspy but firm. She turned her head to look at Tara Summer, "So, you are Tara Summer, right?"

"Yancey... mother." Summer quickly reframed.

Madam Yancey nodded, her pale face had regained some color. She looked at Summer intently, and after a while, extended her hand towards her.

Summer stepped forward to hold it and squatted down to keep eye level with her.