Sylvester stared at L, his left hand gently pinching her waist, stroking it softly, and asked, "Which part of me do you miss?"


    L hugged Sylvester''s waist, tilting her head slightly. She thought seriously for a moment, and then said, "Every part. Without you, I can''t eat or sleep. I''m losing weight."


    Sylvester listened to L''s words andughed inwardly. Over the past three days, the butler had asionally reported to him on L''s situation.


    L had a great appetite, but she had be more picky about what she ate. She often told the head chef to prepare different dishes for her.


    The head chef pampered her and worked hard to prepare various cuisines from different countries or regions for L.


    She usually yed outside with Big White and fell asleep directly on Big White''s back. Big White, worried that she might get cold, would carry her back from the artificial forest, cover her with a nket, and bring her to her room. ''Losing weight?


    ''L is quite a liar!'' he thought.


    "Really?" Sylvester raised his eyes slightly.


    L thought Sylvester didn''t believe her, so she quickly nodded, leaned forward, and bit Sylvester''s chin, saying, "Yes! These past three days, I''ve been thinking about you; my body has been craving you."


    After hearing this, Sylvester''s hand on L''s slender waist paused, and he could no longer control himself. He lowered his head and kissed her.


    Fiercely, he said, "L, you are mine."


    L returned Sylvester''s kiss, entwining her tongue with his.


    On the couch, Sylvester held L in his arms and kissed her passionately.


    Just as Sylvester leaned down, L ced her hands on his chest, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous light.


    Sylvester sat on the couch, lifting his eyelids. His eyes, under longshes, stared intently at L in his arms, his sharp brows slightly furrowed.


    L sat on hisp, looking up, and softly said, "Sylvester, I want to have sex with you."


    After she said that, Sylvester and L began to have sex.


    The next morning at six, at the Harrison family''s house, Susanne came downstairs with her backpack. The Harrison family was facing difficulties and had dismissed all the servants, so she had to make breakfast by herself. But before she reached the downstairs area, she saw a scene in the living room.


    Zoe was lying on the cold floor, her hair messy. She no longer had the elegant demeanor of a wealthydy.


    Antolin was in an even more bizarre position, kneeling and lying on the floor, his fingers twisted, his face bruised and swollen as if he had been tortured.


    Susanne was terrified and quickly ran downstairs to help Zoe up. "Mom, what happened?"


    Zoe showed no signs of waking up. Susanne then shook Antolin. "Dad, wake up!"


    No matter what she did, no one woke up.


    She checked Antolin and Zoe''s breathing. After confirming that they were still alive, she felt relieved.


    With a certain possibility in her mind, Susanne stood up with her backpack.


    Seeing Antolin and Zoe lying on the ground, she just felt sick. She didn''t make breakfast and turned to leave.


    Susanne thought Antolin and Zoe must have fought again. She didn''t care and couldn''t do anything about it. They wouldn''t die, and she had to go to school.


    On the way, she overheard two ssmates talking about Flora, saying it was a pity such a beautiful and talented girl had died. Susanne red at them and walked past. The two girls were puzzled. "Isn''t that Susanne? Why did she re at us?"


    The other girl shook her head and mocked, "She doesn''t even seem sad about her sister''s death.


    "She''s really heartless."


    "Flora, you are a jinx. Even after death, you won''t leave the Harrison family in peace," Susanne said.


    In Susanne''s eyes, it was because of Flora that led to the current state of the Harrison family.