In the elevator, Ocelotte looked up at the red numbers. His voice was calm and distant as he spoke. "Do you often attend these kinds of social events? Constantly serving men drinks and food, even wiping their pants? Doesn’t Brody care about this?"From what Ocelotte knew, Brody had a successful career outside of acting, with his own companies that earned quite well. Since Molly was supposed to be Brody's girlfriend, how could he let her go out like this? How could he let her expose herself to the spotlight and sacrifice her dignity for money?Ocelotte's disdain for Molly was real, but so was their past. He couldn’t forget it. The allure of her being the lady he loved but could never get was indeed powerful.Half a minute later, the elevator stopped on the top floor. Stepping out, they arrived at a suite in an international hotel. Ocelotte swiped the key card and opened the door. Standing at the threshold, he looked at Molly, "Come in. Don’t worry, I don’t have that intention."
The night was deep and silent.Molly wasn’t sure if she had heard him correctly. How could Ocelotte make such a request? Didn’t he hate her? Didn’t he have a girlfriend? Hadn’t he cut ties with her?Her heart was racing, filled with confusion and turmoil.Ocelotte’s gaze was intense as he asked again, his voice even deeper. “Do you want to do it? Because I really do.”Molly wanted to refuse. She knew that if she agreed, it would only make her seem even more cheap in his eyes. But she couldn’t bring herself to reject him. Deep down, she wanted him too.It’s unclear who initiated it, but they began kissing. They stumbled and fell onto the couch in the throes of passion.What followed next was an infinite and steamy entanglement between two bodies in the most erotic way possible.Both of them had abstained from sex for far too long. Naturally, it couldn’t end with just one round. Ocelotte was almost unwilling to stop as he humped her soft and gentle body. Once he slipped his manhoo
After Molly left, Ocelotte also departed. In the dead of night, he returned to the Sanders Residence. As expected, Noah was waiting, watching for his son’s return. The moment Noah saw Ocelotte’s grim face, he scoffed, "Coming back in the middle of the night, looking like a ghost. It's scary to look at your fierce expression. Do you think any ladies would want you like this?"Ocelotte took off his coat, his voice calm and distant, "I just can't get along with her."Noah sneered. "That's because there's a ghost in your heart.""Molly isn’t a ghost."Noah's mocking laughter grew louder, "So, you've finally admitted it, huh? There's someone in your heart! If you like her, go ahead and pursue her. "Why are you playing these games instead? Over the past year, you’ve been through so many blind dates, none of them were right. But the truth is, there’s someone in your heart all along."Ocelotte felt a surge of frustration. He sat down, lit a cigarette, and sank into deep thought. At
There was a photo of Molly standing on a dim street corner, smoking. Her youthful face showed a look of indifference. At that time, she was only 16, but she already looked like a little gangster. This was completely different from the celebrity she was, but her facial features clearly revealed that it was indeed Molly.Entertainment hot searches were dominated by Molly, with over 20 trending topics, and various negative reports followed one after another. It seemed like she was nailed to the pillar of shame overnight. Amid the insults, Molly was deemed unworthy of being human. Her past with Ocelotte during their youth was also dug up.Molly was branded as a gangster, a scheming woman, and a gold-digger. Her reputation was completely ruined, and her unreleased films were boycotted by the audience.In no time, everyone knew that Molly was finished.When the world was in chaos, where was she, though? She was curled up and all alone in her apartment, sitting quietly on the small so
Scarlett was gambling on whether Ocelotte, that bastard, had any conscience, whether he would step up like a man.…What surprised Scarlett even more was that there were actually people supporting Molly. The first to speak out was surprisingly Dave, who posted on Twitter. Dave stated that although Molly had caused some minor trouble for the crew, he believed she would handle things well. He also mentioned that she was a very dedicated actress and that she was not one to drink with men or seek wealthy patrons. He also said that she was an upright person. Dave was also taking a huge gamble! Scarlett called Dave immediately and scolded him, "What kind of nonsense is that? What do you mean by not drinking with men or seeking wealthy patrons?" Dave shot back, criticizing Scarlett for being tactless, "That's called showing real support, don’t you get it? When people in the industry speak up, it carries weight!" Scarlett thought Dave was out of his mind.But that wasn’t
The entire internet exploded. Ocelotte from Fowlerlotte Tech Co. publicly admitted his love for Molly, directly confirming their relationship. Now, everyone on the internet was waiting on Fowlerlotte Tech Co.'s official account for Ocelotte's response, eagerly anticipating an interaction from Molly.This was the biggest news of the year. Not only in the entertainment industry but also in the finance and tech sectors, practically every industry related to the Sanders family was making headlines. Lorian, Yanni, and Jamie’s romantic histories were exposed, along with the disgraceful past of Noah. The most famous stories probably belonged to Mason and Zoe, described as a "blue death romance." The entire internet was watching the drama unfold. There were 8 major "explosive" headlines in one day, causing an insane traffic surge. "Scarlet Dreams, Jade Skies" suddenly gained 12 additional co-distributors. Dave was gleefully boasting at home, calling Scarlett to ask, “How’s
The photo weighed like a heavy stone in Ocelotte's heart. Molly, just over ten years old, had been cornered by a group of delinquent girls, who had torn off her clothes and left her frail little body exposed. She stood in the alley, her eyes filled with confusion and fear. Ocelotte burned the photo. From now on, no one would ever see it again—not even Molly herself. Ocelotte held Molly's slender and fragile body tightly. At this moment, all his youthful indignation and pride seemed unimportant. He was willing to unconditionally forgive everything Molly had done to him. Compared to her childhood, Ocelotte felt he had been far too fortunate. Ocelotte was willing to share half of his fortune with Molly. Molly was held tightly in his arms. She tried to struggle, but Ocelotte refused to let go. His lips brushed against her soft ear as he whispered, finding her as endearing as a small animal, "Don’t move. Let me hold you." Molly trembled in his embrace, her voice barely audi
It was midnight. Ocelotte and Molly had no intention of going back. They waited on the streets for the fireworks, watching as bursts of dazzling light bloomed one after another in the sky above them, illuminating their faces. Ocelotte’s face had never looked so radiant, as if he had returned to his youth. Molly’s face glowed the same way. Those filthy alleys, those painful memories; at this moment, it was as if they no longer existed. In her world, there was only Ocelotte. Molly felt such joy. She had never imagined that one day, she would have Ocelotte again, that she would step into his world. For a girl with her background, his world had always seemed so unattainable. Yet, at her lowest, most wretched moment, he had returned to her side. Ocelotte told her he forgave her and that he didn’t blame her anymore. Under the sky filled with fireworks, Molly looked up and asked, “Can you say it again, Ocelotte? Say you forgive me one more time, please?” On the cold winter