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It was very noisy in the box, but the conversation between Finley Zane and his friends was heard by me clearly.

"Finley, you are so loyal to Kristy Allen."

"Yeah! It's been three years, and you still bring her here. Are you going to get married?"

"Could it be possible that Kristy will become your future wife?"

After that, Finley sneered.

"Stop talking nonsense. I can never marry her.

"I used to find her attractive, but now I'm tired of her."

Someone said suddenly, "Yet, Kristy's figure and personality are lovable. Finley, if you want to dump her, can I have a chance?"

There were boos everywhere.

"Are you crazy? Even if Finley is going to dump her, you can never have a chance."

...

Standing outside, I and a female companion brought by another rich second-generation man were in a daze.

We didn't enter the room and couldn't retreat.

She looked at me with some sympathy.

"Don't be sad. To put it bluntly, we mean nothing to these rich young men. We should be aware of our status.

"It's enough to have money, so don't care about what they say."

I forced a smile to thank her for her kindness.

After being kept by him for three years, I learned how to play dumb when necessary.

But even so, I still felt hurt due to Finley's words.

As three years passed, I thought there was true love between us.

It turned out that I was mistaken.

After the party, Finley put his arm around my waist and got into the car.

As the car started, he moved his hand around my shoulder.

He fondled my chin.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

I just forced a smile and looked up at him obediently. "No."

Being with me for three years, he was very familiar with my body and my emotions.

He pulled me closer to him.

He then reached into my clothes.

"Are you dissatisfied with me for joking with Bryant's girlfriend again?"

His voice sounded pleasant.

In the past, as he flirted with others, I wanted to pretend that I didn't care, but I couldn't help feeling jealous.

But this time, I lowered my head and shook my head. "No."

He suddenly lifted my chin.

Before I could explain something, his affectionate kiss was planted on me.

Finley knew my body better than I did.

His charming eyes observed my expression carefully.

The car finally stopped.

After the driver got out of the car and closed the door, I couldn't bear it any longer.

I gave a low, choking moan.

Finley chuckled. "Still not gonna tell the truth, huh?"

I sobbed softly in his arms and begged for mercy, asking him to go home first.

After being thrown into the soft bed by Finley, I no longer held back.

My initiative surprised Finley.

Finley was always bold in this regard.

However, I was shy and rejected him several times.

At this time, he responded to me with affection.

He would never know I had thought about it before I got in the car tonight.

It was my last day with him.

The plane leaving New York took off.

I gradually fell asleep once in the stratosphere.

Yet, I had nightmares all the time.

I recalled what had happened five years ago.

My father, Caleb Allen, was an expert at drinking, eating, womanizing, and gambling.

When I was five years old, my mother couldn't stand his domestic violence.

As he was drunk, she ran away with the remaining money in our home.

She never came back since then.

My father, who became more aggressive, looked at me with even more vicious eyes.

When I was thirteen, I seized the chance to call the police.

Although life was hard for me later, nobody would beat me to death at least.

Unluckily, Caleb was released from prison when I was in college.

The scene of me helping an elderly man who had fallen in the snow was captured by netizens.

The video went viral overnight.

My calm face and my kindness in helping the elderly were praised by many netizens.

Meanwhile, it also exposed my current whereabouts to Caleb.

Caleb kicked me down in a remote corner.

He smiled viciously, "My dear daughter, give me one million and I will forgive you whatever you did."

Because I felt fear instinctively when facing him, I almost lost my mind.

Meanwhile, I knew clearly I couldn't believe him.

I pretended to agree to his request, hoping to escape first and then find a way to deal with it.

Yet, I was stuck with Caleb for a long time.

He wouldn't leave me alone.

Calling the police was useless, for he didn't do any harm to me.

Under such circumstances, the police couldn't do anything.

A week later, Caleb didn't get a penny from me.

Then, my roommates began to encounter accidents frequently.

"Kristy, someone followed us on the way back to the dormitory today."

As I heard her words, my heart tightened.

Two days later, another roommate was almost molested outside the school.

Everyone at my dorm received threats one after another.

"Tell Kristy that if she can't do what she promised me, you will all be punished."

When I was at my wit's end, Finley's assistant found me.

"Mr. Zane will let Caleb disappear from your life, on the condition that you follow him."

I was stunned for a moment before I realized what he meant.

However, I agreed without hesitation.

I was eager to get rid of Caleb.

It was acceptable for me to do everything, let alone to be a mistress.

After I agreed, Finley's assistant handed me an envelope.

"Inside is a key and a card, and the address and code are written on it.

"Ms. Allen, Mr. Zane said that you can go to the house anytime."

I accepted the envelope but didn't move in yet.

Since then, Finley never contacted me again.

I originally thought that my life would be peaceful as usual.

In my view, the rich man just requested on a whim.

It wasn't until three months later that I received another call from Finley's assistant.

I saw a familiar car upon running to the school gate.

Finley's assistant pointed to the exquisite boxes in the back seat.

"This is the dress that Mr. Zane chose for you. I'll take you to put on your makeup now."

After I changed into an expensive dress and wore exquisite makeup, I saw Finley for the first time.

Finley was also stunned while seeing me.

He looked me up and down with unfocused eyes.

To be honest, I felt that he was looking at another person through me.

However, I didn't ask the reason.

It was because I had no right to do it.

My task was to accompany him quietly until the end of the party.

I was unused to wearing high heels.

Thus, I stumbled and almost fell several times.

But every time, Finley could support me quickly.

I apologized shyly yet gratefully.

He nodded slightly, telling me not to worry about it.

That was my first time entering the circle.

Finley was very well educated.

His every gesture and movement exuded nobility.

He resolved my embarrassment calmly and tactfully.

At that moment, I was truly grateful to him for taking me away from the trouble I had once been in.

After a while, Finley was called away.

Before leaving, he kindly asked me if it was okay for me to be alone.

I nodded.

Considering I had already caused him enough trouble, I didn't want to appear incapable of caring for myself.

After Finley left, several gorgeously dressed girls surrounded me at the banquet.

"It's weird! Finley hasn't brought anyone on such an occasion for a long time."

"She looks like Yara."

After the girl finished speaking, everyone seemed to realize something suddenly.

"You're right! They look very similar!"

"No way! Did Finley find a replacement?"

"Why do I feel like I've seen her somewhere before? Is she a bit famous?"

"She's pretty but looks a bit poor."

Everyone commented on me without reservation, as if they were reviewing a product.

Obviously, I was not one of them.

Even though I was wearing gorgeous clothes, my temperament was hard to hide.

Thus, they didn't care about my feelings at all.

I looked around to find Finley in panic.

He was the only one I knew here after all.

Coincidentally, Finley looked back from the crowd.

In the next second, he met my gaze.

In just a moment, he apologized to the people around him, then walked towards me.

He helped me out instantly.

After the banquet, he sent me back to school in person.

On the way, he was a little puzzled.

"Why haven't you moved into the house I gave you?"

I smiled at him.

"It's nice to live in a dormitory. Also, I can have fun here.

"Mr. Zane, can you please... drive faster? I'm afraid I won't back to the dorm before it's locked."

Finley nodded and didn't force me.

After that day, his assistant would send me gifts now and then.

The most common items were clothes and jewelry from big brands.

It was useless for a poor student like me.

But every time I refused, the assistant smiled awkwardly.

He told me, "Ms. Allen, it's my job, and I hope you can understand."

In the end, there was no choice but to accept it.

Unluckily, my dormitory was so small that I had no place to hide them.

A student who was working part-time to support herself suddenly had so many expensive items.

It was indeed hard to explain clearly.

Soon, posts with pictures about my being kept appeared frequently on the campus forum.

My roommates, who were originally close to me, gradually distanced themselves from me.

I didn't even have a chance to defend myself.

It was because these were all true.

Returning to the dormitory after class, I once again saw the "Go to Hell Bitch" sign posted on the door.

I took out the envelope that Assistant Finley had given me.

Then I moved into the place according to the address above.

Finley would come over to have a meal with me sometimes.

Yet, he would leave very quickly.

I was sensible and didn't ask or try to keep him.

On the day of my graduation, he actually came to pick me up personally.

As we sat side by side in the back seat, he took out a bracelet all of a sudden.

It was studded with pink diamonds.

He sent me a graduation gift.

Even though I had already received quite a few gifts from Finley, the gift still shocked me.

It was unreal like a dream, leading me to an unknown world.

This was my first time, and it really hurt.

I clenched my fists and bit my lips.

It was hard not to make a sound.

During the process, he was gentle and patient, guiding me to slowly relax.

After it was done, I lay in Finley's arms, breathing softly.

His phone suddenly vibrated.

He frowned slightly and reached out to grab it.

We were so close that I could hear the sound on the phone clearly.

"I won't stop you from dating other women.

"Yet, you must take tomorrow's blind date seriously."

Finley was perfunctory while replying and then hung up in annoyance.

I was beside him, feeling so ashamed that I couldn't face him.

Before going to bed, I plucked up the courage to ask him.

"Mr. Zane, if you have someone you really like in the future, please tell me, okay?

"I will keep a low profile and leave quietly without causing you any trouble."

After all, I wasn't even his mistress.

I was just a replacement for someone else.

It made my eyes water.

He lowered his eyes to look at me.

He felt sorry for me at this time.

After a while, he nodded and planted a kiss on my brow.

It was gentle, different from the previous ones.

That was the first time I had feelings for Finley.

I wanted to go to work, but Finley refused.

Feeling bored at home, I decided to go out for a walk.

Upon arriving at the mall, I saw a brand that Finley often wore.

I walked in bravely.

That day, I dressed in ordinary clothes, including a white shirt, flared jeans, and platform shoes.

By comparison, every piece of clothing in this store would cost at least five figures.

The salesgirls were all shrewd, so no one wanted to serve me.

I happened to enjoy walking around by myself.

My attention was attracted to a halterneck maxi dress.

I reached out to touch it when another person took it off the hanger before me.

As the woman opposite met my gaze, she was stunned, and then disgust flashed in her eyes.

"You bitch, how dare you compete with me for something?"

As I didn't react, a slap landed heavily on my face.

My mind went blank in an instant.

A tingling sensation spread across my face.

I looked up in surprise.

Another woman beside the person who beat me spoke up.

"She is Mr. Zane's real girlfriend. You have to endure it even if she hits you."

Her slap was hard, and I hadn't eaten for the whole day.

Thus, my vision gradually went dark, and my body swayed and fell.

Before I fainted, Finley grabbed my waist.

He angrily shouted, "Demi Gerta, you go too far!"