"It hurts..."

Brooklyn Allen's body felt as if it were being torn apart, but she couldn't move at all beneath the man's dominating presence.

Each forceful thrust sent a wave of pain through her core.

Despite the agony, her pained expression also revealed an inexplicable hint of joy.

As the man's vigorous movements satisfied his lust, Brooklyn couldn't tell how long it lasted before he finally released her and fell asleep.

Silently, she rose, held back her tears, and fumbled to put on her clothes before slipping away.

In the dark room, she couldn't discern the man's features but vaguely noticed a soaring eagle tattoo on his back.

Upon returning to the Allen family, Brooklyn was met with a heavy slap.

Her stepmother, Delilah Hall, pointed at her furiously, "You wretch! Didn't you agree to accompany Director Secham? How dare you run away?! Do you realize how angry he is? Bailey's life will be ruined because of you!"

"That's right! How could you do this? Director Secham refused to give me a role in his show!" complained Bailey Allen, her delicate features twisted in displeasure. "Didn't we have a deal? How can you break the contract?"

"I didn't!" Brooklyn covered her burning cheek, her eyes filled with humiliation.

Not only had they taken over her home and stolen her father, but they also chased her and her mother out and refused to pay for her mother's medical expenses.

Her terminally ill mother needed money for surgery, so they forced Brooklyn to sleep with Director Secham for one night and promised her 40 grand in return.

"I've already slept with him, so are you both going back on your word?"

"What?" Delilah appeared shocked for a moment before she took a closer look at Brooklyn.

Brooklyn's clothes were in a mess, her lips were swollen, and there were hickeys on her neck. It was obvious that she had just slept with someone.

Delilah said incredulously, "Who did you sleep with? Director Secham searched for you all night yesterday, and he was so angry today that he came here to vent his anger! You little b*tch, you had fun with a random man, didn't you?"

"How could you be such a slut? You don't even care about your own mother lying on the hospital bed. How could you go out to sleep with a hooligan?" Bailey was furious because her dream of being a star was ruined by this b*tch!

"What are you talking about?"

Brooklyn's face suddenly turned pale and a chill ran down her spine.

A hooligan?

Wasn't the man from last night Director Secham?

She suddenly had a mental breakdown. She agreed to such a humiliating and dirty deal just to save her mother.

But they were telling her that she had made a mistake?

She held back her tears and looked at Delilah while she begged, "I... I don't know what's going on. I really went to the hotel and entered the private room... Please, my mother's operation fee..."

Delilah gritted her teeth and said, "Do you still have the nerve to ask for money?"

"How can you be so foolish?" Bailey sneered. "After your mother learned that you were going to sell yourself yesterday, she was so angry that she had a heart attack in the hospital!"

"What?!"

Brooklyn's face was blank and she said in disbelief, "No, it's impossible... It's..."

Delilah felt as if she had vented her anger after she looked at Brooklyn's pained expression.

She finally felt some pride after Brooklyn's mother had suppressed her for so many years!...

"Thump, thump!" A sudden knock on the door caused Delilah and her daughter's expressions to change at the same time.

They locked the Brooklyn, who was still dejected, in the room and then went to open the door.

There was a row of luxury cars parked outside. Then, a young man with glasses came in, followed by a series of bodyguards.

Delilah and her daughter were shocked by this scene.

The gentleman stopped in front of them and asked, "Excuse me, is Miss Allen in room 2808 of Hyatte Hotel from last night here?"

What? Wasn't it the Hyatte Hotel that Director Secham had booked last night?

However, they had asked Brooklyn to enter room 2308, not 2808!

Bailey asked tentatively, "Who are you?"

The man took out a piece of jade and the bottom of it was engraved with the name 'Gunner Allen'.

"Miss Allen left this in room 2808 last night, so we followed her here." The man explained, "Last night, our president was drugged and he slept with Miss Allen..."

The latter part of the sentence was self-evident.

Bailey couldn't help but widen her eyes.

This jade belonged to Brooklyn!

Gunner obtained a piece of top-grade jade by luck back then, so he specially asked someone to carve it for Bailey. He was afraid that he would get judged by other people, so he gave his own piece of low-grade jade to Brooklyn.

They didn't expect that the piece of jade would appear here!

Could it be that Brooklyn entered the wrong room last night and had slept with the president?!

How could that b*tch be so lucky? These people must have powerful backgrounds!

Bailey was about to lose her mind from jealousy, but she restrained her emotions and pretended to be pleasantly surprised. "Ah, this piece of jade is mine! It's a birthday gift from my father."

After that, she asked cautiously, "Who is your president?"

"President Reynolds of the Powertoon Industry."

"What?! It's him?" Bailey was stunned.

He was a living legend in the business world and the most eligible bachelor in Lohos!

Why was that b*tch so lucky?

"Miss Allen, I am President Reynolds' assistant. My name is Tristan Payne, and this is my business card."

Tristan said, "Our president is sorry about what happened last night, so he wants to make it up to you. If you need anything, you can contact us at any time."

After Tristan left, Delilah and her daughter looked at each other in dismay. They were so frightened that their legs almost gave way.

Did they actually manage to get in touch with someone as powerful as President Reynolds?

It was like a dream!

"Mommy, I need to be the one who spent the night at the hotel last night with him!" Bailey grabbed Delilah's hand and gnashed her teeth. "I need to force Brooklyn to shut up about this and keep this a secret forever!"

"Okay! Don't worry. I'll call someone now and sell that b*tch off!"

......

Bailey was doing her makeup in her room while Delilah was contacting the buyers.

Bailey took her bag and couldn't wait to go out after she was done.

She had an appointment to meet Braxton Reynolds, the president of the Powertoon Industry.

Bailey was so excited that her heartbeat was racing when she thought of how she actually had the chance to be with such a powerful man.

She must seize this opportunity to successfully marry into the Reynolds family.

The moment she saw Braxton, Bailey's eyes were filled with amazement and infatuation.

He was wearing a well-tailored suit. His physique was tall and strong. His obsidian-like eyes seemed as deep as the ocean. 

He just sat there quietly with a dignified air around him.

At that moment, Bailey felt that her heart almost skipped a beat..

"Miss Allen?"

Braxton furrowed his brows without batting an eyelid the moment he saw her.

Why did she seem like a different woman from the night before?

Last night, a faint floral scent surrounded her, but now her perfume was overpowering, and her heavy makeup looked somewhat out of place.

Regardless, he still owed her a favor.

So Braxton said, "I'm sorry for what happened last night. You can make any requests, and I'll do my best to make it up to you."

Bailey's eyes widened in surprise. Suppressing her excitement, she prepared to lay her trap.

Lowering her eyes, she feigned shyness and said, "President Reynolds, I don't blame you for last night. I know you were drugged, so it's not your fault."

"But, I... I am an innocent girl after all, and you took my virginity. I..." Bailey bit her lip and continued, "I hope you'll be willing to date me..."

Braxton was slightly taken aback by her request.

However, recalling the bright red spot on the bed sheets, he nodded and agreed, "Okay."

......

Upon returning home, Bailey was ecstatic. "Mommy! President Reynolds agreed to date me!"

"Really? That's great!" Delilah responded, also delighted. "I've already found a buyer for that little b*tch, Brooklyn. I'll sell her directly when he comes, and she won't stand in your way!"

As Delilah and her daughter plotted, Brooklyn, locked away in her room, finally overcame her grief.

She couldn't stay any longer; she had to visit her mother.

Brooklyn tore her bedsheets apart, fashioning them into a rope. She threw it out of the second-floor window and carefully slid down. Once outside the yard, she ran desperately toward the road.

"Screech!"

An ear-piercing sound of brakes filled the air.

Panicking, Brooklyn turned to see a truck speeding towards her. Her eyes widened, but she had no time to react.

"Bang!"