On the way home, Sybil was humming and singing. It seemed she was in a good mood.

"How did you get along with your workmates?" Ken asked.

"Very good. Especially Marlon, he is pretty interesting." Sybil was very happy; everyone had been so friendly to her.

However, Sybil didn't realize what was behind their kindness. It was simply because she was Brian's sister that the people there wanted to please her.

Sybil was so innocent. Ken didn't have the heart to break down her pure and beautiful world. So, he listened patiently to her stories. That was until he heard the name Marlon, at which point a feeling of envy arose in his heart.

"You are so close to him after just one day?" Ken said bitterly.

Sybil was a little embarrassed. "You know I'm a natural socializer."

Ken was no longer talking. All he said after that was a curt "goodbye" as he dropped Sybil off at her home.

As soon as Sybil came into the house, Diana immediately asked, "How do you feel about the first-day work?"

"Great!" Sybil couldn't wait to tell her everything that had happened.

Diana listened to her attentively. And she soon discovered one thing; the name Marlon appeared many times in Sybil's story.

"Who is Marlon?"

"Marlon is one of my colleagues in my department. He is very nice and looked after me all day." When Sybil mentioned Marlon, there was a big smile on her face. It seemed that she liked him very much.

Diana worried about Ken. It appeared he had a strong opponent fighting him for Sybil's affections.

As Sybil was relating her experience, the door opened, and Brian came in, still holding his head awkwardly to one side.

His funny appearance amused Diana.

"Brian, why did you keep your head tilted all day?" Sybil questioned.

"He deserves it," Diana said.

Brian laughed to himself. "Do you know who pressed against me all night?"

Diana's face turned red with anger. "It was you who didn't listen to me..."

All of a sudden, it occurred to Diana that Sybil was still beside them. She immediately held her tongue.

"Ohh…" Sybil drawled the word, alert to possible gossip.

"What did you two do when I was not here?"

Brian snickered, "Ask her. All I know is I'm tired, and I have a stiff neck…" His words were full of ambiguity.

This, of course, aroused Sybil's curiosity immensely.

"Diana, tell me. Did you and Brian… you know…?"

Shame flushed Diana's cheeks, and she fled to her bedroom.

"Why can't you tell me?" Sybil pleaded with her brother.

Brian didn't answer Sybil either, for which she shot him a disdainful look.

Meanwhile, Antonette was sitting in a downtown coffee shop, waiting for her acquaintance to arrive. She wore a pair of large sunglasses to hide her face, and she looked rather nervous. A moment later, an unfriendly looking man appeared.

The man spotted Antonette and walked towards her.

"What's up?" He grabbed Antonette's coffee and casually took a sip.

"How are you, Carl?" Antonette said sweetly, "I need to ask you a favor…"

"What do you want, Miss White?" Carl said with hostility.

"I need you to help me kidnap someone." Antonette put her hands on Carl's shoulder with a bewitching smile.

Antonette's soft touch brought back fond memories of various s.e.x.u.a.l encounters they'd had together and started making Carl horny. He had to admit that Antonette was great in bed.

"What's my reward?" Carl asked, l.e.w.dly taking hold of Antonette's delicate hands.

Antonette was nauseated when looking at Carl's bushy sideburns, but she had to press down that feeling and pretend to be shy.

Carl knew what was on offer for him and didn't hesitate to take up Antonette's offer. He stood up and gestured for them to leave.

Antonette followed Carl submissively to a nearby hotel, and upon entering the room, he immediately threw her onto the bed.

He began to roughly fondle her, his hands going straight for her b.o.o.b.s, then working their way further down.

For Antonette, it felt like a horrible snake wriggling across her body. She tried her best to swallow nausea.

"S.l.u.t." Carl repeated that word as he undid his trousers before roughly entering her.

"Mmm…"

Despite her reservations, Antonette started to get into the rough treatment, staring into Carl's eyes as he thrust over and over.

After an hour or so, they left the hotel. Carl was more than satisfied with Antonette's performance in bed.

"Don't worry," he said. "I'll help you with your problem."

After Carl left, Antonette couldn't help throwing up on the street outside.

One could see the hatred in her eyes.

"Diana Anderson, this time I'm gonna bring you down. Just wait and see!"

At that moment, Diana was planning to pick Brian up after work to go to a special ice cream place she knew. It had been a long time since her last visit there, and she missed it very much.

Just in case, Diana set off with an umbrella.

As she entered the building, Diana looked around and saw Sybil coming down the stairs from the second floor, walking with a man Diana didn't recognize. He wore glasses and was quite handsome.

Diana secretly observed them. Sybil laughed and chatted away happily with the guy and pushed him teasingly from time to time.

As Diana was distracted, a pat on her back took her by surprise.

She turned around and found it was Brian, with Ken stood beside him.

"What are you looking at?" said Brian.

Within seconds, Ken noticed Sybil and Marlon coming towards them. His eyes narrowed, and he looked openly, annoyed.

"Are you OK?" Diana asked.

"I'm fine. Mr. William, I'll take my leave now. See you tomorrow." Ken swiftly said goodbye to them and walked away.

But Diana was worried about Ken, he didn't seem his usual self.

"Will he be alright?"

Brian shrugged his shoulders; Ken seemed fine to him.

After their ice cream, Diana urged Brian to go home quickly.

When they got back, Sybil was watching TV on the sofa.

Diana sat down next to her and said, "Sybil, who was that man with you today?"

Sybil was focused on her program and didn't pay much attention to the question, "Who?"

"The one who left the company with you," Diana said anxiously.

"Oh, that's Marlon. What wrong?"

"Is he your boyfriend?" Diana blurted out the question, mainly due to her worry for Ken.

But Sybil looked genuinely surprised.

"What? We're just friends."

"Well…" Diana was just beginning when Brian interrupted her, "Shall we go back to the room?"

Brian gently pushed Diana up the stairs, which Diana did not appreciate.

"I wasn't finished!"

"It's their decision. We can't force them," Brian cut in.

"All right." Diana had to give up, despite her concerns.

However, Brian was right. It was their business; they had to work it out themselves.

"Diana, do you want to go shopping with me tomorrow?" Sybil's voice called from downstairs.

"Sure," Diana shouted back. After all, she had nothing planned. And perhaps she could chat more with Sybil about Ken and Marlon.

The next morning, Diana was shaken awake from a beautiful dream. She opened her eyes and found Sybil standing beside her.

Sybil acted like a spoiled child, "Diana, get up! You promised you would go shopping with me!"

Although Diana wasn't too happy about being woken up, she couldn't get annoyed; Sybil was just too cute.

"Sybil, knock it off, please. I'm still sleepy." Recently, Diana had been busy preparing for the finals and hadn't had much rest.

"No, if you don't get up, I'll keep bothering you," Sybil grumbled.

"All right…" Diana had no other option but to kiss goodbye to her beloved bed.