Chapter 1 Remember To Keep A Secret

• “It's a dark night in the presidential suite, 70001 St Petersburg International Hotel.
• “No.”
• The woman struggled, desperately trying to push away the man on her body.
• “Help me.”
• Broken Gasps spilled from the man's mouth, his body temperature menacing.
• Cynthia Saxon was going crazy. She'd just picked up her half-sister, Georgia Saxon
• The phone, said to let her come here to help take a document, the results she just entered the door, was this man pounced on the bed.
• His kiss was hot and violent, as if a storm were blowing over her.
• “Let go of me. You Can't do this. You're breaking the law. Let Go of me...”
• Cynthia struggled desperately.
• But the man's strength was too strong, and her clothes were still torn apart. His burning body temperature wrapped her tightly, and the excruciating pain made her almost lose consciousness.
• He's crazy!
• After a frenzy of madness, there was a deathly silence.
• Cynthia lay motionless on the bed, her eyes staring at the ceiling. She couldn't believe what was happening to her.
• Click
• The door was suddenly pushed open, and she saw the woman who had come in. It was her sister.
• “Sister, call the police.”
• Her voice was trembling and tears were falling from the corners of her eyes.
• Georgia sneered. “Why are you calling the police? Cynthia, stop pretending. Do you know who the man who slept with you was? It was Reginald. You're calling the police? Heh, I'm afraid not only you, but your mother's life as well.”
• “What are you talking about?”
• Cynthia looked at Georgia with tears in her eyes. She couldn't believe that the cruel words came from a sister who said she was a good sister.
• “Come on.”
• Georgia threw out a cheque and laid it on the blanket lightly. “Don't you want money? Here's 1.5 million yuan. It's more than enough to give your mother a kidney. Take it and get lost. No one can know about tonight's incident.”
• “No...”
• Cynthia shook her head. “SIS, I-I...”
• “What are you doing? Do you want the money?”
• Georgia glared at him coldly and pretended to withdraw the check.
• Cynthia thought of her dying mother in the hospital room, her lips quivering, her knuckles gripping the quilt white.
• Finally...
• She reached out her shaking hand and picked up the check that had fallen on the bed.
• “Heh, you and your mother are both sluts. You really think you can get close to the Saxon family. If you dare to tell anyone about this, I'll tell everyone that you deliberately drugged young master Mo and slept with him, just like your mother. Unlike his father, young master Mo won't do anything to your mother. If he finds out that you slept with him, he will cut you and your mother into pieces and feed your body to the dogs.”
• Georgia's eyes gleamed with ferocity, as if poisoned.
• Cynthia didn't even know how she got out of the room. Step by step, she limped, and the pain from below seemed to tear her apart.
• ” but she did not care, holding the check in tears rushed to the hospital:” Mom, Rich, put my kidney for you, you can be good
• “Miss Han, where have you been? I've called you so many times. Why is no one picking up?”
• Before she could open the door, the doctor called out to her.
• “Really?”
• Cynthia searched her pockets and found that the mini-machine she had been using for years was gone. She remembered what had happened in the hotel suite, and her heart skipped a beat, i heard the doctor's voice: “But it does not matter, just want to inform you that your mother's condition suddenly worsened, has gone.”
• His words were like a bolt from the blue.
• Cynthia shuddered. As if her body had been drained of all her strength, she slowly fell to the ground. She vaguely heard the doctor shouting, “Miss Han, are you okay?”
• She couldn't hear him...
• Everything went dark, just like her life.
• “Cynthia...”
• “Cynthia...”
• A kind voice whispered in her ear, her mother calling her.
• “Mom, Mom.”
• Cynthia stood in front of her mother, who was smiling and loving, and cried. “I got the money. You can get a kidney. When you get better, we'll go home together. We'll go home together, okay?”
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