C Tea

I’m a top-tier Omega, and I have an Alpha husband from a marriage alliance who doesn’t love me, but is perfectly willing to swipe his black card for me.

By day, I’m the virtuous Mrs. Pei of the manor.

By night, I’m the generous sgar dddy of a crowd of male models.

Until I fell for a rock singer who refused to show his face.

“Honey, I want a divorce.”

Pei Yan rubbed my waist and gripped my thigh.

“What, tired of wearing that sixty-two-carat pink diamond ring already?”

I melted bonelessly into his arms, torn between choosing the diamond ring or true love.

Then I looked down and saw a message on Pei Yan’s phone.

“Boss, the basement renovations are complete.”

“The items custom-made to Madam’s measurements are ready as well.”