Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

From the TV came the announcer's voice.

"... About six o 'clock this morning, a fire broke out in the medical room of LC Women's Prison. The guards immediately emptied the medical room. A female prisoner was missing during the safe evacuation and has not been found so far. The police are scouting about the run-away prisoner. Anyone who happens to see the woman in the picture should immediately contact and inform the police substation. "

Savannah felt her heart slip a cog. She turned her eyes to the picture showed on the TV screen and froze.

The female prisoner in the picture was Valerie!

Valerie... escaped from prison?

How could the medical room of the prison catch fire for no reason?

Valerie must have managed to get into the medical room and set fire to run away when the fire drew the guard's attention.

Why did Valerie suddenly escape from prison?

Was it because of Devin?

What did she want to do next?

Savannah's heart was beating so hard that she could not calm down.

***

Bars, disco, and neon-lit streets made up much of the nightlife in LA.

On the sofa beside the dance floor, Devin, with two scantily clad hostesses draped on each arm, enjoyed the rare leisure time.

During those days, he lived in Japan, with the watchful eyes arranged by his grandfather, he did not dare to go too far. What's more, he lived in the less prosperous area in Kanto, and there were few entertainment scenes, much different from the central area like Ginza in Tokyo. He lived a rather simple and joyless life these three years.

Having finally returned to LA, he must take the opportunity to have a good time.

He had to accompany his mother in the mental home in the daytime, so he could only sneak into the bar at night.

Days like this really sickened him.

But that was okay. When his uncle's genetic illness became known, the Sterling family lost its backbone, and then came his chance to take the stage.

He would not have to go far away home at that time, and no one would come to tell him what to do and what not to do.

With this in mind, Devin squeezed the sexy hostess on his right hand into his arms and kissed her eagerly.

"You frightened me, sir," the hostess popped a grape in his mouth and shied away delicately.

"Oh? But I want more…" Devin smiled evilly as he slipped his hand into the girl's bra and stuffed a stack of dollars into it.

Pleasantly surprised at his generous manner, the two hostesses forgot to hide, and instead, they pressed themselves into Devin's arms like snakes.

Devin was quite comfortable and satisfied. He took out another roll of money and stuffed them into the V-shape collars of the two women and generously ordered the waiter to open two bottles of expensive wines.

The two hostesses beamed and served harder at Devin.

Meanwhile, not far away, a pair of malicious and unwilling eyes were staring at Devin.

Under the dim light around the corner, Valerie clutched her thin fingers and stared at her ex-husband, who was flirting with two women.

He divorced her and brought someone to stab her inside the prison, made her abort the baby, and nearly killed her. She had to remove the uterus after that and could never be a mother. But he did not take any responsibility and was still here playing around with other women.

That was so unfair!

On the day Savannah visited her in prison, she suggested Valerie to sue Devin for his crime of intentional injury against her.

But did it work? It had been three years! There was no proof of anything! If the law could punish him, he would not have flown to Japan three years ago.

He was the young master of the Sterling family anyway, how could old Sterling see his grandson be imprisoned?

The only way for her to get justice was to settle it with her own hands.

But she couldn't even see him in prison. How could she get justice?

So, she cut herself on purpose and was sent to the mental room of the prison. The guards in the mental room were somewhat looser, and then she set fire and fled in the evacuation.

Her only purpose was to find him and get even with him!

She moved and picked up a fruit knife from the bar, walking towards Devin.

The hostess looked over and saw a thin and gaunt woman standing in front of them, frowning, "don't do the cleaning at this hour. Leave us alone!"

After Valerie had escaped from the prison, she stole a dress from a peasant's house in the suburbs and changed into it. She looked like a cleaning maid now.

Valerie's face blushed with embarrassment. Her heart was filled with grief and indignation when the hostess took her as the cleaning maid.

Devin was so drunk that he didn't recognize her.

"Go away! What the hell? Anybody? Get the ugly aunt out of here!" Devin cursed and grunted.

Valerie, utterly humiliated, looked down at herself—thin and dirty, her hair dry and half white, and her rough skins covered with scars as the result of years of work and beatings in prison.

The removal of the uterus had left her with no normal estrogen in her body to maintain her physiological balance, and years of torture in prison made her around ten years older.

She was quite different from what she looked like before.

No wonder Devin could not recognize her.

But who was to blame for how she looked now?

The desponding bitterness on Valerie's lips turned to a determined resentment.

"Devin, don't you know me?" Her words were so cold, as if from hell.

Devin woke up and looked at the woman in front of him, frowning.

"You... How did you get out? Aren't you in prison?"

"What?Afraid to see me?" Valerie asked grimly as she approached.

The two hostesses moved aside in horror at her reckless manner.

Devin gritted his teeth and reached for his phone.

Valerie's heart constricted when she saw he wanted to call the police. She knocked down the mobile phone of his hand and said sadly,

"I used to be your life. I loved you so much and had been pregnant for you. But you…You ordered someone to kill me, and now you want to call the police and send me back to prison? Devin, are you a man? Do you really have no pity for me at all?"