The first meeting was at a small bar. A friend nudged his arm, smiling somewhat suggestively: A woman like Daisy Ginger should be kept in a vase, constantly admired, and toyed with at any moment.
At that time, she seemed to be drunk and was persuaded by her friend to take to the dance floor and perform a dance.
He propped up his face, watching the glamorous woman with casual indifference under the dazzling lights.
Daisy Ginger.
The name is spicy enough.
The figure.
Also spicy enough.
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Banyan City’s young Master Wen, afflicted with a severe illness, was deemed by doctors at birth to not live past the age of thirty. He lived capriciously up to the age of twenty-five, never imagining he’d encounter such a dilemma in his lifetime—if he were to die, what would happen to the little demon at home who creates chaos and mischief without his protection, and ends up bringing harm upon herself when he’s no longer there to shield her?

Abigail Perry was terrified, thinking Daisy Ginger was going to kill her.


She never expected that breaking one of her toys would provoke such a big reaction.


Abigail Perry struggled pathetically on the ground, shouting "Help" and "Murder!", and finally started coughing intermittently, only able to make faint sounds, unable to call out anymore.


It seemed like she was more out of breath than taking it in.


Edward Stephens' deep voice sounded from behind Daisy Ginger.


Daisy Ginger was slightly startled, her blank expression gaining some rationality. She looked up at Edward Stephens, the man who had unknowingly walked up beside her, gazing at her intently.


She pursed her lips, released Abigail Perry's neck, then turned around to pick up the torn-in-half, stuffing-spilled teddy bear from the ground.


Chapter 228 - Chapter 228: "Daisy Ginger.