Chapter 399 Love Letters to Ashes

I clenched the charred remains of the letter in my palm, the residual heat stinging my skin.

"Nothing. Just burning some trash."

Liam frowned at the scraps, seemingly recognizing something, but before he could think, Jenny's voice came from the hall.

"Mr. Luke, are you going to the party or not? If we don't leave now, I'm not going!"

I looked up. "What party?"

"I want to introduce her to the circle." He paused. "But she says she's your caregiver, so she'll only go if you go."

"Paige, just come with me."

I felt like I'd been hit by a sledgehammer. I laughed bitterly. "Liam, what am I to you?"

He seemed stunned for a moment, then finally said, "Paige, I already explained. I've never met a woman so hard to conquer before, so I'm interested. You don't need to be jealous. Once I get her and get bored, I'll come back and live a good life with you."

I closed my eyes. My heart felt numb.

In the end, he forced me to go.

In the car, Jenny suddenly pulled out a few white pills.

"Mrs. Luke, these are antibiotics. You'll heal faster if you take them."

I stared at the pills, not reaching out. "Are you sure these are antibiotics?"

Jenny's face changed. "If you don't trust me, I have nothing to say."

"Paige," Liam frowned, immediately defending her. "Take the medicine."

Under his cold stare, I felt exhausted.

I closed my eyes and swallowed the pills with water.

In the VIP box at the club, Liam's boys were waiting. Seeing them enter, everyone started cheering.

"Liam finally brought Miss Jenny out!"

"So this is the girl Liam dreams about? Truly unique!"

I sat in the corner, watching these people who once cheered for us, my heart throbbing with pain.

"Miss Jenny, Liam really loves you," one guy laughed. "Ask for the stars, he'll get them!"

Jenny didn't believe it. "Really?"

They egged her on to test him.

"Then... give me the most expensive car in your garage?" She pointed at one of the guys.

Liam didn't hesitate. He smiled and tossed the keys over.

Everyone cheered.

She tested him a few more times. Watches, houses. He indulged her.

The atmosphere in the room peaked. "See? Liam is serious about you. Just give in and agree to be his bird!"

Jenny looked stubborn. "Impossible! I will never be a kept woman! Say that again and I'm leaving!"

Afraid she'd actually leave, they changed the subject and started playing games.

Every round, they let Jenny lose on purpose.

The dares were sitting on Liam's lap, or holding hands.

The tenth time Jenny lost, the dare was to kiss the opposite sex on her left for three minutes.

Cheers erupted. Liam was sitting on her left.

Her expression froze. She stood up abruptly. "Are you guys doing this on purpose? I'm not playing anymore."

"It's just a game, don't be so serious."

"Yeah, how could we cheat? Liam is worth billions, is he that childish?"

I gripped my glass, watching the smirk on Liam's lips.

Why wouldn't he?

To create a chance to get intimate with Jenny, this billionaire would absolutely play childish games with his frat boy friends.

The last time I saw him like this was when he was chasing me.

My heart felt like it was being sliced by a dull knife. But what was worse was that my breathing was getting harder.

I clutched my chest, realizing my arms were covered in a terrifying rash.

It was an allergic reaction.

But I was always careful with food.

I couldn't breathe. Hazy, I remembered the pills Jenny gave me.

Amidst the jeering, Jenny quickly pecked Liam on the cheek.

He clearly wasn't satisfied. He grabbed the back of her head. "Call that a kiss? Let me teach you what a real kiss is."

The next second, I watched them lock lips, his fingers tangling in her long hair.

He didn't notice his wife breaking out in hives, gasping for air.

"Liam..." I struggled to grab his arm. "Take me to the hospital... I'm having a reaction..."

"Stop it." He pushed me away without looking, his other hand still holding Jenny's neck.

"Please..." I tugged at his shirt again, my voice hoarse.

This time he shoved me hard, pinning Jenny to the sofa to deepen the kiss.

Kissing harder, addicted, intertwined.

As he lost himself in the game, my vision blurred. I stumbled and crashed into the champagne tower.

Through the sound of shattering glass, I finally heard Jenny scream. "She fainted!"