Chapman signed the contract without any hesitation, much to the delight of Kyle, who straight away got up to leave. Antonette did the same.

Carol also prepared to go and asked, "Kyle, are we leaving now?"

Touching her hair softly, Kyle said, "Sweetie, you stay here to accompany Mr. Miller. You can drink together for a while. After I drop Antonette home, I will come back to pick you up."

"But…" Carol was uneasy at the idea of staying with this stranger. She wanted to ask Kyle to take her too, but Chapman intervened. He came over to where Carol was standing and put his hands around her waist.

"Come on, Carol. Let's drink."

Carol felt threatened by his behavior. She tried to wriggle free from his l.u.s.tful hands. Though Kyle saw what Chapman was doing, he said nothing and left with Antonette.

"See, your husband left. He understands. But he is willing to do it for the business. Now can we drink?"

Chapman kissed Carol happily on the cheek. Her skin was so delicate. He loved pure, innocent ladies like Carol. As for someone like Antonette, who was seductive but classless, he was not interested at all.

Staring at the exit as Kyle left, Carol was totally heart-broken; he hadn't even hesitated.

Kyle drove the car out of the underground garage with Antonette beside him.

"Wow, Kyle, you are cold! You know what is going to happen to Carol by leaving her with that man. But you still did it. Cruel."

Holding the steering wheel, staring straight ahead, Kyle kept silent.

"Hey, Kyle, aren't you worried about leaving your wife with Chapman?"

"Shut up!" Kyle roared.

Kyle punched the steering wheel in a fury.

Antonette stopped talking at once.

After taking Antonette home, Kyle went back to the bar. He worried about Carol deep in his heart.

When he rushed in, however, he found nobody there. Carol had left with Chapman. Kyle didn't know what to do. He got in his car and drove helplessly back to his house.

When he got home, he slumped down on the hallway floor and sat in silence. He didn't even turn on the light.

At that moment, Carol was in a five-star hotel in the city, where Chapman had brought her to his room. Carol was still drowning in the sadness caused by Kyle's betrayal.

She feared the worst, but it was not until Chapman led her to the bed and stripped her of her clothes that she truly accepted what was going to happen. She was petrified.

"Mr. Miller, please, please don't…"

"Don't worry, my sweetie. You will feel good later."

His breath reeked of booze, which made Carol want to be sick. She tried to push him away, but she failed. She was powerless against a grown man.

As they struggled, Chapman began wheezing. It was only a little at first, then more and more, till finally, he collapsed in a drunken stupor. It seemed the wine had finally caught up with him.

Whatever the reason, Carol was beyond relieved. She picked herself up, took her bag, and left.

Carol took a taxi back home. Even after she shut the front door behind her, she was still afraid. She groped in the dark to find the light switch. As she did so, she bumped into something. It was Kyle, still sitting on the floor. Carol didn't expect him to be home. She didn't know how to face him.

"Back already?" Kyle asked coldly.

"Yes…" Carol mumbled.

She walked towards the bathroom to take a shower.

All of a sudden, Kyle stood up and pressed Carol against the wall. She hit her head hard and g.r.o.a.n.e.d in pain.

Kyle turned off the lights and tore off Carol's dress. Then he unbuckled his belt and took off his pants. Without any foreplay, he was inside her.

It was so painful, and although Carol wanted to hide her sorrow, she cried out in pain. But Kyle was not going to stop. He kept going.

"How do you feel? Am I better than Chapman?" Kyle hissed.

Carol couldn't believe what she was hearing or what has happened to her. But at last, this brutal act finally made her give up her love for Kyle. She said nothing, just staring blankly at the ceiling.

Her silence made Kyle even angrier. He grabbed her by the mouth and shoved his fingers into her mouth, forcing them down her throat.

She still made no reaction. She was like a lifeless rag doll. Kyle had his way with her again and again.

Late that night, Carol fell into a deep, deep sleep. When she woke up the next morning, Kyle had already left.

Her torn dress lay on the floor like rags.

Her private parts were in some discomfort from the night's events. Bearing the pain, Carol struggled to her feet and went to the bathroom to take a shower. The woman looking back at her in the mirror appeared exhausted and pale. She tried to smile, but this looked even worse.

Kyle had already changed his clothes and gone to work. Just as he was arriving, he saw Diana and Brian walkout from the building, and an idea popped into his head.

Diana was following Brian to the airport. It was the time for Luna to return from Europe, and many companies wanted to cooperate with her. Hence Diana and Brian wanted to arrive early.

The place where Luna would exit the airport was surrounded by her many passionate fans.

A few minutes later, Luna showed up, accompanied by her agent. Her fans rushed towards her, holding papers and other memorabilia for her to sign.

"Luna, Luna, we love you! We love you, Luna!"

Luna took off her glasses. She smiled and waved to her fans, which made the crowd go wild.

"These boys and girls are so young and energetic. I was the same when I was young…" Diana mused.

"When you were young? Please, how old are you now?" Brian said, laughing.

Diana just shrugged her shoulders.

***

After signing autographs for a few minutes, the agent came to Luna and said something in her ear. She took a look at Diana and Brian, then walked confidently towards them with all the grace and poise of a true star.

Diana opened the car door for her at once and got in after her.

"Miss Brown, I hope you had a pleasant flight. Now, unfortunately, time is of the essence, so may we discuss our contract offer?"

"Talk about that stuff with my agent," Luna said. She had no patience for such things.

So, Diana switched her attention to the agent, and they talked all the way back. When they finally arrived at the William Group Building, Luna had already fallen

asleep.

Though Diana didn't like her, she still got out of the car and said to Luna in a soft voice, "Miss Brown, we have arrived. Hello, Miss Brown."

She said it several times until Luna awoke with a big yawn.