Alice's heart raced and the nerves of her temples popped.

When she reached the living room, the man asked, "Wine?"

She quickly shook her head, and Caper curled up his lips without insisting.

"Why do you call me here in the middle of the night?"

When he saw her apprehensive and wary look, his dark eyes were tinted with interest. "A man and a woman in one room, you tell me." He said frivolously on purpose.

"I'm warning you, don't even think about it!"

"Consider me unlucky last time! I found the wrong room and the wrong person! I won't make the same mistake again!"

There was a hint of doubt in his eyes, "Really, are you that smart?"

"What do you mean? You think I'm stupid?"

"Isn't it stupid to find the wrong boyfriend and carelessly lose your chastity?"

The hard truth from his mouth instantly shattered the excuses she found for herself...

The belated pain dyed her eyes red, and she squatted on the carpet, bursting into tears...

Holding the wine, his hand paused as he got mixed feelings. Was his speech so hurtful?

"You bastard... you bullied me that night!"

"And you forced me..."

"You are wicked! I'm such a wimp that I didn't call the police, and you are still taunting me!"

"What do you want from me... Did God send you here to punish me?"

His heart sank as he listened. This shortie cried like a baby. Was she so grieved?

"Shortie, you know, countless women dream of getting on my bed."

Alice jerked up her head and looked at the man. Her delicate face was smeared with tears.

She glared at the self-important, lofty man and snapped, "I don't know!"

"It has nothing to do with me! I don't care!"

"You cocky bastard!"

"Take this as a warning, if you don't delete those pictures, I... I'll..."

He arched his brow, "What, you'll call the police to arrest me?"

"Yes! I'll definitely do it!"

"Humph, childish." He glanced at her mockingly and took a sip of his wine.

"Caper! I know you are powerful and rich, but if you get under my skin, you won't sit there in peace!"

This was the first time that someone dared to point at his nose and threaten him. Interesting!

He stood up from the sofa, walked up slowly, squatted down, and provoked her, "What are you gonna do? Shooting me dead?"

"I'm not that stupid! Murder is illegal!"

He was amused, "You are not that stupid after all. Since you won't kill, what else can you do?"

"I... I'll tell the press that you forced me!"

"Humph, is that all you've got?" His eyes were tinted with disappointment.

A pissed Alice tried to hammer his chest, but the man grabbed her wrist, "Alice, why are you so stupid? I'm out of luck to meet a short fool like you..."

He even sighed with considerable spirit. She cried more bitterly and lost her tongue out of anger.

"Done crying? Take a shower and sleep with me."

Did he see her as a prostitute?

She lost it and spat at him!

His dark eyes glittered with murderous light, which scared her out of her wits. Driven by instinct, she rushed out of the room, slipping and sliding...

With a long face, the man slowly got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

It used up his tolerance to fight back the urge to go after her.

Ten minutes later, he still fumed and quickly texted her with a poker face, "Across my life, no one has ever dared to spit at me. Alice, you are dead."