"Do you know she is at least three years older than you?" Lola said while rolling her eyes at Joseph. She didn't want her brother to be with Lillian. She wondered how did they know each other.

"Of course. But it doesn't matter! I don't mind that! Elder sister is more thoughtful!" Joseph said.

Seeing Joseph's happy expression, Lola didn't want to hurt his feeling. She then changed the subject while tidying her desk, "It's almost noon. I gotta leave earlier to get the car. You go with me!"

Then she picked up the car key and pulled Joseph out of the office.

On their way to the parking area, many colleagues peeped at Joseph. Thanks God. All of them knew they were of the same family; otherwise there must be rumors about them.

It was a newly-lunched white Maserati. Seeing Lola getting in her new car and roaring away, Joseph was envious.

At that moment, Joseph figured out what he wanted. He wanted a new car which was more expensive than Lola's new Maserati.

He came to his own Ferrari, which was worth just several million. Joseph thought his Ferrari were not fancy enough so he was determined to buy a new car!

He had to have his father's permission before that. What if his father didn't allow him to buy? He was going to rebel! Depressed, Joseph returned home.

It was Saturday. Harold and Angie were playing with Nicole in the living room. "Father, mother, I want to buy a new car!" Joseph said decisively.

"Why? You have just bought this one. It cost three million!" Angie said. To be accurate, Joseph bought the car months ago!

"Father, mother, I can earn money now. Could I make decision by myself? Do you know Lola is driving a car worth tens of million!" To get what he wanted, Joseph shamelessly told Harold and Angie about Lola's new car.

Harold and Angie glanced at each other in disbelief. "Don't talk rubbish. Your sister's BMW is only worth eight hundred thousand!" Angie said.

"She just got a new car! Her BMW was crashed by her..." Joseph pointed at Nicole, who was squinting at him, "her uncle Harry the other day. So he bought her a new Maserati, which is worth over fifty million." Actually, Joseph could easily earn tens of million by filming movies and advertisements.

But his parents never allowed him to be extravagant. So sad...

"What happened? Is your sister OK? Why didn't her tell me?" Hearing Joseph's words, Angie stood up anxiously and walked to Joseph, who was reclining in the sofa.

"Don't worry. She is perfectly OK. She said it was because her..." Joseph pointed at Nicole who was still squinting at him, her uncle Harry wanted to save her and fought with the gangster that the car crashed." After saying that, Joseph grimaced at Nicole.

"That's the best! Joseph, stay away from your sister's business! Harry Si and Thomas Herren are not simple. Got it?" Angie warned Joseph seriously.

Joseph rolled his eyes at Angie. Didn't she know his free time was occupied by Nicole? He got no time to interfere in his sister's business!

Then he came to Nicole and grinned at her, "Hey, little rascal. I am your uncle. I take care of you every day. Could you please stop squinting at me in that way? My little princess?" "You foolish!" Nicole said while keeping squinting at Joseph.

...

"Mother! How could she say that? Who teach her to say that?" Joseph's whine and Nicole's giggle resounded through the villa.

At night.

Lola got off work one hour later deliberately. She hurried to her new car after most colleagues had left.

Because she didn't want them to know she drives a Maserati; otherwise there must be rumors that she is kept by a rich guy!

Her BMW crashed. She had no choice but to drive that Maserati!

Lola opened GPS and headed for Sea View Hotel. It was a private hotel with several dozens of storeys and situated by the sea in the west of A Country.

In the hotel, guests could hear the sound of wave breaking on the shore.

After parking her car, Lola walked to the hotel hall with her purse.

"Hello, madam. Are you our VIP guest?" A young and beautiful hotel greeter came to Lola and asked politely.

"No. I am not allowed to go in if I am not your VIP?" Lola said while looking around the hotel hall, which was decorated in the style of sea world.

"Yes, madam. We are open to VIP only." The greeter replied patiently.

"Actually, my friend is waiting for me here. He is in Room 2308." Lola explained.

As Room 2308 was the presidential suite, the young greeter said in a tenderer voice, "OK. Please wait a minute. I am going to have a check."

Then she scooted to the reception desk, made a phone call and scooted back to Lola in less than one minute.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting, madam. This way, please." The young greeter said while gesturing for Lola to follow her.

Great service! "Thanks! Lola smiled at the greeter.

"You are welcome!" After leading Lola to the 23rd floor and told her the furthest room left was Room 2308, the greeter walked back into the elevator and left.

Lola walked to Room 2308. Standing outside, she felt a little nervous somehow.

She took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Harry, wearing a bathrobe, opened the door. He just finished showering.

"Good evening, Boss Si!" Lola displayed a professional smile deliberately and bowed.

Harry pulled Lola in to the room, slammed the door and pushed her against it. Looking down at the slightly blushed Lola, Harry kissed on her lips eagerly.

Lola's purse dropped onto the ground. But neither of them took notice of it.

Harry picked Lola up by her waist, walked to the French window and rode her.

At midnight.

Lola begged Harry to let go of her in a faint voice. Harry got up from Lola and took her to the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Lola was lying in the bathtub while Harry was standing beside the bathtub and showering as several years ago.

Looking at Lola's sexy red lips, Harry revealed an evil smile. When they first met in the hotel, they did the same thing in the bathroom. But this time, Lola was sober.

Realizing what was Harry gonna do, Lola looked at that devil, eyes wide open.

...

"Harry Si, you pervert!"

Lola muttered after Harry put her onto the bed finally.

Harry, in a good mood, hooked his arm around Lola's waist from behind and fell asleep soon.

At dawn, Lola waked up.

She groped Harry's mobile phone on the bedside table. Then she quickly took a photo of them, holding each other face to face on the bed.

She opened Harry's Wechat and sent the photo to Yolanda.

Then Lola deleted that chatting message, put the mobile phone back onto the bedside table and went to sleep again.

She thought Harry didn't realize what she was doing. But Harry opened his eyes after she fell asleep.