In the luxurious suite at the Regal Clubhouse.
Nancy Sutton glanced at the man lying on the bed with a handsome face, downed a glass of wine, and then walked toward the bed.
He is Liam Quincy!
"Since Simon Grant cheated and doesn't want me as his girlfriend, I'll become his aunt!"
Thinking of her bold declaration yesterday, Nancy Sutton clenched her pink fists.
Just as she reached the bed, the man grabbed her tightly, "Don't go! Sue."
Sue? Who is that? The woman he likes?
Nancy Sutton frowned.
Rumor had it that Liam Quincy wasn't close to women, which is why she dared to risk herself, planning that after the deed was done, he'd marry her for the child's sake.
But if he has a woman in his heart, her actions tonight would be like one death sentence wasn't enough for her...
With this thought, Nancy Sutton quickly got up. However, her attempt to flee seemed to arouse the man's desire.
Liam Quincy flipped over, pinning Nancy Sutton underneath him. He kissed her lips forcefully, murmuring, "Don't go, don't leave me."
The low, bewitching voice made the previously cool air unbearably hot.
Nancy Sutton gradually felt as if her body was burning like a fire.
"Relax, relax!"
...
*
By the next morning, when Liam Quincy woke up, the woman's figure beside him was gone.
He lifted his hand to press a button on his watch: "Someone..."
"Mr. Quincy, we've checked, no outsiders entered the Regal Clubhouse today."
Did he sleep with a ghost?
As Veridia's most exclusive club, only the rich and noble could enter the Regal, and they must be members.
What kind of woman could escape the eyes of so many of his men and sleep with him without leaving a trace!
"Mr. Quincy, your body shows no anomalies, perhaps last night was just your illusion..."
After carefully examining him, Liam Quincy's private doctor, Wyatt, said.
Liam Quincy did not refute, instead, he smiled slightly.
The alluring red on the bed and the disarrayed sheets proved that it wasn't his illusion.
Six years later.
Veridia International Airport.
A young child dressed in a blue shirt with a cute bow tie emerged, pushing a suitcase nearly his height, looking no more than five or six years old. With a cute, chubby face hidden under sunglasses and a small, pink mouth curved downward, it was clear his mood was not pleasant at the moment, exuding an aura of "do not approach," adding a touch of coolness to his otherwise adorable demeanor.
"What a handsome child! It's Bianca Sutton, the rumor is true, today Little White is returning home!"
"It's child star Bianca Sutton! Wow, she's so handsome and cool in a boy's outfit!"
"It's the first time we've seen Little White in a suit! So cool!"
"That's right, on screen she's soft and cute, but now in a suit, she's totally stirring my girlish heart! No way, I have to switch from being a mom-fan to a CP fan!"
In an instant, the entire airport was abuzz due to Bianca Sutton's appearance, with a constant stream of camera shutters clicking and screams erupting one after another.
Bianca Sutton had accidentally entered a reality show half a year ago, catching the public's eye, and quickly rose to fame throughout Celestria, becoming a household name and starting her career in the entertainment industry.
Fake fans!
They're all fake fans!
They can't even recognize if it's their idol!
Listening to the enthusiastic cheers of the fans around him, the little boy snorted coldly to himself, his blue eyes behind the sunglasses darkening a bit.
Just as he was considering whether to turn back and regroup with his mommy and sister, a crisp voice came through the wireless earbuds in his ears:
"Brother, don't forget our bet, those are my fans, don't ruin my perfect image in their minds! Remember, you're not the expressionless Mason Sutton now, but the cute Bianca Sutton!"
"..." Mason Sutton's fingers clenched the cellphone slightly pale, indicating his current foul mood.
"Smile, brother, remember to smile, Bianca Sutton is a fan-loving good baby." The childish voice came again, evidently with a sense of schadenfreude.
"Bianca Sutton, don't go too far!" Mason Sutton raised his hand to his throbbing temples, knowing he would face such a situation, he'd never have agreed to this bet...
"Just let you smile! I haven't even asked you to change into my cute panda outfit!" Bianca Sutton's pleasant laughter mixed with the crunch of eating chips came through the headphones, aggravating Mason Sutton's already gloomy mood by three degrees.
After decisively ending the call, he forced a smile and nodded at his sister's fans around him before quickening his pace toward the airport exit.
"Bam!" Just as he hurriedly turned a corner, he accidentally bumped into a wall of flesh.
"Ouch..."
As Mason Sutton held his nose in pain from the collision, a voice came, "Mr. Quincy, are you alright!"
"I'm fine!" The cold, piercing voice entered the ear, bringing with it a chill that reached the heart. Mason Sutton instinctively looked up, his gaze unexpectedly locking with a pair of blue eyes.
Blue eyes?
Blue eyes like his?
Mason Sutton paused, staring at the large, handsome face in front of him, feeling a strange sensation crossing his heart.
"Little friend, are you okay?" Wyatt looked at the little boy in a neat suit in front of him, his little face almost covered by sunglasses, and smiled playfully.
"I'm fine!" The same cold voice, yet less intimidating due to its childishness.
Hearing the identical brief response as his own, Liam Quincy's eyes shifted slightly, finally landing on the small boy barely reaching his thigh. Looking at the impeccably styled hair and lips tightly pressed into a line, he felt a peculiar sensation rising in his heart.
"Are you alone?" Liam Quincy furrowed his brows, a concerned statement slipped out instinctively.