"Aren't you worried? What if your girlfriend finds out?" Julie whispered in his ears, ragged.

Struck with momentary disbelief, Kelvin paused and inwardly scoffed, 'How could you still think about that at a time like this?'

Still, no way would that put him off. He pinned Julie down on the table and teasingly bit her ears.

"Concentrate," he whispered, jumbling her mind with his hoarse voice.

A tingling sensation then traveled down to her core as their blistering desire melded together, losing themselves in the heated passion.

Julie's then neat and put-together appearance turned disheveled at that instance. She was bathing in sweat while Kelvin didn't seem washed over by the wave when the fever subsided.

Catching her breath, she languidly watched him zip up and walk away, looking dapper and impassive.

At this point, Julie didn't even have the energy to chew his ass. Lying flat on her back at the top of the table, she covered her eyes and tried to compose herself.

'What a 'man' he is. Jumping at every chance he gets. If he's not crazy, then I don't know who is.' She thought, talking shit about him in her heart while brushing her hair back into place.

Meanwhile, on his way back, Kelvin ran into the corridor with Cassey.

"What took you so long?" Casey asked, a little aggrieved.

"I met an acquaintance just now," Kelvin answered, sneaking a glance at the flushed and a little unkempt Julie passing by.

"Just had a 'good' chat," he added as he withdrew his gaze and smiled at Casey.

"Why? Missed me already?" he asked.

Casey bashfully nodded her head in response.

Suddenly, Kelvin went silent and cupped her cheek, keenly studying her face, which made the girl a little fidgety. His eyes held something she couldn't fathom and didn't know how to react to it.

Sensing her uneasiness, Kelvin flashed another smile, leading her back to their group.

Not long after, their dinner at the restaurant concluded. Kelvin walked out with Casey clinging to his arms while Julie continued to work until the restaurant closed.

Her exhaustion by the end of her shift was worse than hell. She felt like her body would break in half after Kelvin trampled her multiple times within twenty-four hours, on top of working 'till late into the night.

Worn out, Julie collapsed on her bed as soon as she got to her dormitory. The poor girl didn't even have the energy left to lift a finger, let alone take a shower.

The last thing on her mind before drifting to dreamland was whether Kelvin was having fun with Casey in bed at the moment.

'That man never seemed to run out of vigor,' she scoffed.

...

The following day, Kate's annoyingly loud voice chattering with their roommates woke Julie up. Kate was happily showing off the new things she had just bought.

Suddenly, Julie's phone rang and she grabbed her phone from her bedside table and answered the call.

Dylan's voice faintly slipped out of the speaker.

"Julie, get ready. We're having dinner at the old mansion today. I'll pick you up in a bit," he said.

Julie hummed and asked, "Did we have anything special going on?"

"My grandpa just got up and wants to see you," answered Dylan.

"OK, I'll get dressed and wait downstairs." Julie hung up the phone and stood in a daze for a while.

Even though he didn't love her, Dylan wouldn't break up with her. She detested this kind of entanglement, yet she was powerless to free herself from it.

She was just an average person without any power and background. What could she do? She would most likely end up getting crushed. That was merely crushing an ant for a man from a wealthy and powerful family like Kelvin.

Julie washed up and put on her shirt and trousers, combed her hair, and was ready to go out.

Feeling jealous, Kate couldn't resist asking her as she got to the door, "Julie, did Dylan ask you out?"

"Yeah. Dylan's coming to pick me up for dinner at their old mansion," Julie casually replied.

Then she recalled what happened last Saturday morning.

Julie looked at Kate with innocent eyes and asked, "Are you going out with your boyfriend today?"

"Oh, not today! He's busy today." Kate dodged her eye contact.

Satisfied, Julie slowly nodded and said goodbye. "I'm going downstairs then."

She waited a few minutes for Dylan in the lobby before he arrived. All eyes were on him as he got out of his car and strode toward her. He looked extra sophisticated and sunny with his charming smile.

She knew for a fact that Dylan was undeniably a good-looking guy. However, Julie believed that his dashing looks could not conceal his rotten heart.

"Julie," Dylan greeted her.

"I love the way you dress, clean and simple. You look so pure, unlike those flirty women," he said admiringly.

Julie smiled brightly at him and said, "I'm glad you liked it."

"Let's go. Grandpa's waiting for you."

Dylan held her hand and led her to his car. He opened the door for Julie with a light-hearted feeling. But his sunny mood went out when he slid into the driver's seat and noticed a red mark on Julie's neck.

"Julie, what happened to your neck?" he curiously asked.

Julie subtly stiffened and casually brushed her neck. "I unintentionally scratched it," she answered softly.

Dylan frowned. "Be careful next time. Your skin is so delicate. You wouldn't want to leave a scar on you."

"Yeah." Julie nodded obediently. Her eyes shone with appreciation as she continued, "Dylan, you're so good to me."

"Dummy, it took me so much effort to chase you back in the days. Of course, I'm going to treat you well."

Julie almost flashed a cynical smile hearing him spill such sweet words like a water fountain. Fortunately, she still had her screws intact, lowering her head and acting shyly.

Assessing his dominion over her, Dylan felt proud yet disdainful in his heart.

'What a little fool.'

Arriving at the Anderson family's old mansion, Julie noticed the unusual number of cars parked in the mansion's parking lot but didn't think much about it. Considering that the old Brian Anderson woke up today, many people must have paid a visit when they got the news.

She followed Dylan to the main building hand in hand, and her heart skipped a beat when she locked eyes with Jimmy, standing by the doorway.

On the other hand, Jimmy had a flat expression and merely smiled at Dylan. "Mr. Anderson." He nodded.

Julie's heart raced, and her palms began to sweat. She had seldom seen Jimmy without his boss. If he was here, what were the odds that Kelvin wasn't? Nada.

Suddenly, the noise in the hall died away, and everyone's gaze was drawn to the top of the stairs. Her eyes widened as the man she dreaded to see descended the staircase.

Kelvin was a charismatic man. His presence alone could sweep anyone off their feet. Women were breathless, while men were raring with ambition. They crowded around him when he stepped into the hall, hoping to get acquainted. However, Julie felt otherwise. She desperately prayed not to be recognized by Kelvin, particularly now that she was dressed as a country bumpkin.

Unfortunately, fate had other plans for Julie. Dylan quickly let go of her hand and straightened up. He turned to face the man and respectfully called, "Uncle."

Julie sharply panned her gaze to Dylan, stupefied. She felt like her soul had escaped to outer space when she heard him.

Kelvin moved indifferently through the crowd, approaching the young couple. An unknown pressure tortured Julie's chest as she watched him come. Each stride he took squeezed her heart tighter, and cold chills profusely trailed down her spine.

Julie, cornered and petrified, could only droop her head and hope for the ground to split up and devour her right now.

Kelvin stood before the two with one hand in his pocket and faintly smiled. He neither looked nor intended to talk with the two men, but the girl beside Dylan piqued his interest.

"Who is she?" he asked, pinning his gaze at Julie, who shrunk behind Dylan.

"Right, you've only recently arrived home and haven't met her yet," Dylan said, putting his arm around Julie's shoulder, hugging her close.

"Uncle, meet my girlfriend, Julie," he introduced and smiled brightly.

"Julie," Kelvin muttered in repeat.

They fell silent for a little moment. Dylan detected something dim about that second, but he tried to ignore it. Not wanting to irritate Kelvin, he looked at his girlfriend and gently squeezed her shoulder.

"Julie, babe. Say hi to my uncle, Mr. Williams," he said.

Julie snapped out of it and nodded slowly. Clutching the sides of her trousers, she mumbled in hesitation before uttering a quiet, feeble greeting, "Hello, uncle."

"Julie," Kelvin mused on her name and said, "It's not an awful name."

Afterward, he averted his gaze and walked away.

Dylan gulped. He was briefly startled, but he quickly recovered.

"Take care, uncle. Julie and I will pay you some other time," he said politely, but Kelvin ignored him.

The young man felt embarrassed. It was rare for him to see his uncle, yet he failed to leave a good impression. Not to mention, people were looking their way with Julie quivering like a mouse.

He felt annoyed, but thinking of his Grandpa, Dylan just let it slide.

"Julie, let's go upstairs."

Julie pulled herself together and fixed her appearance. In the meantime, she flushed Kelvin off her mind. She had to deal with why she came here first.

As they headed to Brian Anderson's room, she recalled how kind and loving Grandpa he was. Brian was extremely kind to her, and Julie wished she didn't miss the chance to meet him when he was without ailments.

A wave of pressure swept her way as she entered the room. Inside were Dylan's parents, Lisa and Harry Anderson, standing beside old Brian's bed. While Harry kept a neutral look, Lisa couldn't contain her scowl. Only his Grandpa, lying sick on the bed, smiled at her.

The old guy beckoned Julie to come closer, making Lisa even more irritated, and begrudgingly stepped aside.

"Hello, Grandpa. How are you feeling?" Julie asked and smiled as she sat on a chair beside him.

Brian's face instantly brightened. "Good," he replied, seemingly a whisper.

The old Anderson had a lot of questions for Julie, and she patiently responded to all queries. It was the least she could do for someone who had always been good to her.

After their conversation, Brian waved for his assistant to come and had her hand a red money envelope to Julie.

"Don't be reluctant to spend it. Buy yourself some pretty dresses," Brian said.

Julie squeezed the red envelope. She nodded in response, feeling like she was about to cry.

"When Grandpa gets better, I'll ensure you and Dylan get engaged. Only when Grandpa sees you two get married will I be able to depart this world in peace," the old man said.

Julie smiled sympathetically and gently shook her head. "Grandpa, don't say stuff like that. You're going to live a long life."

Guilt had consumed Julie's conscience. Sadness swept across her heart as she realized she couldn't grant his request. Marriage was impossible between Dylan and her.

From the start, she was doomed to fail this old man's good intentions.

"Silly girl." Brian chuckled, looking at her with slightly misty eyes.

His warm gaze then turned sharp as he faced Dylan and his parents.

"You all should treat Julie well. If someone bullies her, I swear I'll break his legs!" The old guy warned.

Dylan nodded and swore that he would always be good to Julie, and both of his parents promised to treat Julie well.

Brian smiled with satisfaction and chatted with Julie for a while before he drifted off to sleep again, exhausted.

Once they left the old mansion, Dylan sent Julie back to her dorm and left in a hurry on the pretext of having something to do.

Whatever urgent thing it was that he had to do this late at night, Julie didn't care. A lot happened this day, and her head hurt from trying to process them. So she called it a night and went upstairs. But just before getting to her floor, her phone rang.

Julie glanced at the number, looked around, then picked it up. "Jimmy?"

"Miss Jones, the car's downstairs. Mr. Williams is waiting for you," he responded.

Julie paused heavily before responding, "Okay."

She slowly went back down, unknowingly tightening her grip on her phone. She headed around the block and looked for the car.

Under the moonlight, Kelvin's silver-grey Bentley shone with a cold light, and for a moment, Julie did not dare to come closer.

But she had no way of turning back now that things had come to this. She bit her lip and gathered up her courage to walk over.

Jimmy opened the car door for her, and Julie obediently slid into the car and sat down next to Kelvin. The assistant gave the two privacy and walked ten steps away for a smoke.

Inside the car, the two bathed in heavy silence. It wasn't that Julie didn't know what to say. She was unsure how to begin since Kelvin remained only still, and his intense gaze made her uncomfortable.

On the flip side, Kelvin was studying her from head to toe. She still wore the same ruffled collar, white shirt, jeans, and white sneakers he saw her in earlier in the day. Her long hair was soft and straight, with fringes softly laid over her eyebrows and without makeup. She looked very young, like a high school student.

Kelvin looked at her coldly for a while before he spoke, "Babe."

His voice was slightly deep, like a gentle feather brushing Julie's heart. She shuddered, then lowered her head and softly nodded.

"Is that how Dylan usually calls you?" He vaguely asked.

"Sometimes." Her voice came out faint yet loud due to the silence enveloping them.

"In bed?" Kelvin flatly asked.

Julie couldn't pick out any emotion from Kelvin's voice, but she felt pinches around her heart. She darted a glance at him, wanting to say something but couldn't make a sentence. In the end, she drooped back without answering.

A cold smirk curved on his lips. This girl wasn't bad at pretending to be innocent. Was this how she made his stupid nephew fall for her? Perhaps.

Kelvin gently grabbed her jaw and forced her to look him in the eyes.

"Was that on purpose?" he asked, laced with mockery.

Julie frowned in confusion and stuttered, "W...What?"

Kelvin looked at her as if watching a performance.

"Did you hit on me on purpose?" he coldly asked, almost like a growl.

Julie shook her head vigorously, anxious to cry.

"No, I wasn't. I didn't know you and Dylan were closely related. I swear!" she frantically replied.

If she knew, she would rather be dead than hit on him.

Seeing how panic-stricken she was, convinced Kelvin that she was not lying.

"You're his girlfriend, huh?" he said, letting her go.

Julie looked outside the window, blinking her reddened eyes away.

"Yes," she replied, shaken.

"Were the Andersons lacking wealth that they would let their youngest son's girlfriend sell herself for money?" Kelvin huffed.

Julie flushed in shame. Kelvin's words were awful, but what she did was something she wasn't proud of doing either.

She gritted in silence, unable to talk back.

Hearing nothing from her, Kelvin dismissively canceled his question. "Forget it. I'm not interested."

"S...sorry..." Julie quavered.

"I'll disappear from your life and won't cause any trouble in the future—" she added, but Kelvin cut her off.

"Trouble?" Kelvin slightly raised his eyebrows.

"You're Dylan's... uncle," Julie cautiously clarified.

Kelvin felt agitated hearing her mention 'uncle' so naively.

Panning his gaze to the front, he loosened his tie in frustration.

"So what?" he callously remarked.

Julie held not much weight in his heart. Why would he care about a mindless nephew?

"A-Anyway, I will disappear later. I promise..." she swore yet again.

"You were bold when you first climbed into my bed. Why are you afraid now?" Kelvin sneered.

"Dressing so pure next to Dylan and slutty in front of me...."

A cynical laugh escaped his mouth.

"So, which one are you?" he mockingly asked, leaning toward her.

"Babe?" Kelvin whispered quite menacingly.