It was autumn when breezes carried coolness in their breath. In City J, the night was as dark as ink, deep and lonely.

At the entrance of a five-star hotel, two young women were pulling at each other.

"Larissa, are you really going in? What about considering it more carefully? That man... Didn't you say he's very scary?"

"What else can I do but beg him?" Larissa Wilson looked resolute, but her slender shoulders trembled uncontrollably. Her quivering long eyelashes drooped slowly, covering her clear bright eyes.

She walked into the hotel and came to a deluxe suite on the 22nd floor. With her slightly-curved fingers, she knocked at the door.

The moment the door was opened, she closed her eyes tightly. Her curly eyelashes flickered as they trembled.

When she breathed deeply, she smelt faint alcohol and tobacco, a scent exclusive to men.

Strangely, she felt it was pleasant.

At this moment, a man was standing in front of her.

Was it him?

Glen Lake!

He was said to be a cold and cruel emperor in business, a well-known but fearful man in City J!

Gazing at the shivering woman, the man smiled faintly and ordered in an indifferent, deep voice, "Open your eyes."

Obediently, Larissa raised her head and lifted her eyelids slowly. Her attractive eyes were filled with innocence and confusion.

With a glance at the man, she was overwhelmed by his aura of authority. A wave of panic swept over her.

She clenched her fists slightly, her fingernails against her palms. Her heart went pitter-patter out of control!

The air was frozen.

The time was stilled.

Her eyes were locked on the man...

On his angular face, his black eyes were full of solemnness of deep sea. His imposing figure gave him a touch of superiority to everything.

He was perfect and flawless!

After a long while, Larissa opened her mouth and said in a soft voice, "Un-Uncle Glen..."

There was not a ripple in the sea of the man's eyes. He turned around and sat on a sofa. A delicious languor was stealing over him as he crossed his legs casually.

Larissa didn't forget her purpose of coming here, the old or new scars on her body, or what her vicious step-mother had done to her.

Glen was the only person she could ask for help!

Nervous, she walked up to him and wrung the hem of her clothes. Then, she took a deep breath.

"Uncle Glen, please help me... I..."

For umpteen times she had practiced the begging, but at this moment, she was so scared that she couldn't even say a word in front of this man!

Three months ago, her father Kelvin Wilson died of a disease. Since then, her step-mother had been using all means to drive her out of this family.

During these days, she had been living in an abyss of misery. Eyes closed, it was darkness. Eyes opened, it was despair.

But one day, she overheard her step-mother talking on the phone.

By then, it was her first time hearing Glen Lake's name.

By then, she knew only this man could save her and the BM Group.

By then, she made up her mind to do something!

Finally, she managed to approach him...

"Uncle Glen..."

With a smile, the man interrupted, "Uncle Glen? How are you going to spend this night with me? Huh?"