Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Lela was speechless.

She thought, 'Ha-ha! Fish cannot live without water. Sylvester, this despicable man, could say such a thing. What is he implying?'

Lela hugged Sylvester and exhaled. "Sylvester, you're shameless," she teased.

She thought, 'Why hadn't I noticed it before?'

Sylvester, however, raised an eyebrow, feeling that this remark was a compliment to himself. "If you like it, I can be even more shameless." Lela was lost for words.

...

The Headquarters of the Wolf gang was in Dhololuhm. Ashlee lay in the bathtub with her eyes closed. The water in the bath was blended with various essential oils and even anti-aging ingredients that were good for the skin. Several men were massaging and serving her on the side.

Suddenly, a man made a mistake. His nails scratched Ashlee's slender shoulder, causing bright red blood to emerge.

Ashlee opened her eyes abruptly, filled with anger. She sat up from the bath and reached out to grab the man's neck. With a twist of her wrist, the man breathed his last breath.

The nearby men trembled in fear and lowered their heads.

Ashlee released her grip, and the young man fell to the ground.

He landed heavily with a dull thud.

The others paled and shrunk back. Ashlee, however, smiled upon seeing their faces that had been completely occupied by fear.

She reached out her fair-skinned arm and pulled the man closest to her, saying, "You serve me tonight."

Upon hearing that, the others all breathed a sigh of relief.

The man whom Ashlee chose paled but remained composed.

Ashlee's beautiful eyes emitted a cold light when she saw the man's reaction. "What's the matter? Don't you want to? Do you think I'm old?"

She raised her hand to touch her own face. The man shook his head in a hurry. "No... You are not old at all, Ms. Gomez... You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," he flattered, suppressing his fear.

Ashlee laughed heartily as her slender fingers traced across the man's fair face. "Do you really think I'm the most beautiful woman? Look at the wrinkles around my eyes and the stretch marks on my belly. Do you still think that I'm beautiful?" she questioned, testing him.

She thought to herself, 'A woman cannot be judged beautiful solely based on her appearance, right? Otherwise, why did that man abandon me for that woman, Lisa? Lisa already had my eldest brother, but why did she seduce my man? 'Was it because Lisa looked better than me? But I even bore him a child, even though the child died in the end. But it is an undeniable fact, isn't it?'

The man was on the verge of tears, his face growing paler. "Ms. Gomez, you are beautiful. Stretch marks are a mark of the greatness a woman once achieved," he answered.

Ashlee curled her scarlet lips seductively. "Why didn't I notice how sweet-tongued you are before? What is your name?" she asked.

"I...I don't have a name. Ms. Gomez, please bestow me with a name," he offered.

Ashlee raised an eyebrow. "You're quite good," she remarked.

After thinking for a moment, she seemed to recall a distant name. She closed her eyes briefly and then opened them. She gripped the man's chin with tenderness in her eyes. "From now on, you shall be called Jackson Miller," she declared. "Jackson Miller," muttered the man under his breath.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door, causing Ashlee to furrow her brow. "Who is it?" she asked, impatiently.

The person outside quickly responded, "Ms. Gomez, we have received news that Sylvester is on his way to the valley where the divine doctor and his students once lived." "What?" she replied, shocked.

Ashlee's voice turned cold and uncontrollable. "Then what are you waiting for? There are many guards and defensive measures there. Send someone there to find an opportunity to kill him," she ordered.

Ashlee thought, 'Sylvester has been shrewd since he was a kid. I wanted to kill him long ago. But back then, I had no time to do that as I needed to consolidate my position. Besides, he had never given me the chance. That's why he could live till now.'

The person outside answered, "Yes."

Ashlee then thought about the defensive measures in the valley. She was sure that Sylvester would be at least seriously injured if not killed.

Ashlee sneered, "Sylvester, don't blame me for being ruthless. It's your mother's fault. How dare she steal my man back then? Humph!"

On one hand, she targeted Sylvester because she coveted Sylvester's wealth, but most importantly, it was personal revenge.

Ashlee couldn't help but feel happy when she thought that she would soon get rid of Sylvester forever. She came out of the bath and went to her room with Jackson, whom she had just bestowed with a name...