Tyrone had no idea that Alicia was already planning her escape. He just huffed in his usual stubborn way and sat down on the sofa. "I'm heading back to Harboridge City tomorrow."
Alicia blinked in surprise. "But... didn't we just get back?"
He was leaving again? So, the whole point of this trip was just to drop her off? She must be overthinking it...
Tyrone didn't offer any explanation. The truth was, he needed to see his father.
What Jade and Nicole did to Aliciaâhe wasn't going to let that slide.
Alicia hesitated, then, a little shy and a little hopeful, asked, "So... tonight... are we...?"
Tyrone couldn't help but laugh softly. He reached over and ruffled her hair. "Do you think I'm that much of a brute?"
She was still hurt...
Alicia made a small sound, her heart racing. Who could say no to a man who paid her three million a year? With that much money on the line, feelings or not, it didn't really feel like a sacrifice.
That night, Tyrone really didn't touch her. He simply wrapped his arms around her and held her close until morning.
At first, Alicia couldn't sleep. With Tyrone's arms around her, she could hear the steady beat of his heart.
He seemed to really like holding her like this...
Was he truly not interested in women at all? What about Serena... had they ever slept together? Did he ever hold her like this?
Lost in these muddled thoughts, Alicia drifted off to sleep.
When she woke up the next morning, Wilma was back, and Tyrone was gone.
He'd left Felix behind to look after her and keep her safe.
Alicia had expected that, as soon as Tyrone left, Jade and Nicole would pounce at the first opportunity to cause trouble again. But, surprisingly, the house was peaceful. Jade and Nicole kept unusually quiet, no drama, no petty games.
She had no idea what Tyrone had done to make that happen.
Later, Felix took Alicia to meet her friendâa washed-up actress who was about to become Alicia's mentor, teaching her all the tricks to keep a wealthy patron happy.
"Girl, you hit the jackpot. That's Tyrone we're talking aboutâthe crown prince of Harboridge's elite. Most people can't even get a glimpse of him.
Broad shoulders, narrow waist, handsome as sin..." The actress, Molly Lee, had a name that sounded cute, but she herself was anything butâshe carried herself with the confidence of a queen.
She circled Alicia, giving her a quick once-over before nodding in approval. "Nice, very nice. Full bust, round behindâperfect, but not over the top.
Skin like porcelain, and you're a knockout even without makeup."
No doubt about it, Alicia was exactly the kind of woman the big shots in their world preferred.
Especially those eyesâwide, innocent, and almost heartbreakingly naïve.
"Molly..." Alicia lowered her voice, embarrassed. "Tyrone's always so serious. How... how do I make him happy?"
Molly grinned and flashed her diamond ring and a wristful of sparkling jewelry. "You get what you pay for, honey. I've got standards." She cocked her head, proud. "My guy gives me a hundred grand a monthâa cool one-point-two million a year. That's about as good as it gets in this business. And that's not even counting the jewelry or the gigs he gets me."
She looked genuinely smug, like she'd reached the top of her game. "So, I treat him like a king. I'm sweet, I do as I'm told, and I never ask questions about his private life."
Alicia nodded, a little awestruck.
Molly eyed her curiously. "So, what's Tyrone giving you?"
Alicia thought for a moment, remembering the recent deposit in her account. "About thirty grand a month."
Molly nearly choked on her iced tea. "Tyrone? The richest man in Harboridge? That stingy?"
Alicia quickly clarified, "That's just the bonus. The base is three million a year."
Molly froze, then took a long sip of her drink to steady herself. "If it were me, I'd call him âDaddy' every day. That's what these men like, little kinks like that. He gives you that much and never asks you to call him Daddy?"
Alicia's eyes widened. Call him Daddy?
No wonder Tyrone always teased her about what she should call him in bed... so that's what all these men were into?
Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent)
ï¤Chapter 128 Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse ï¤Chapter 760 - 756: Encountering a Man with Evil Intentions Meanwhile, high above the clouds, Tyrone had no idea his innocent wife was getting a crash course in the art of being bad.