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Chapter 405: You Will Always Be the Most Beautiful Goddess in My Heart
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Chapter 405: Chapter 405: You Will Always Be the Most Beautiful Goddess in My Heart

Adrian Quincy chuckled softly. "You can keep a tab. Whenever you want it, just come to me. I’ll satisfy you right away."

"I’m not some sexually frustrated woman!"

"I am."

"!!!"

Claire Sinclair was horrified and struggled to get down so she could walk on her own.

’When The Great Demon King Quincy got suggestive, it was terrifying. She’d rather be back on her kindergarten school bus!’

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「Valorian Villa.」

Inside the grand, majestic palace, brilliant lights bathed the lavish architecture in a charming champagne glow. The elegant background music flowed as smoothly as water, wrapping around the guests’ hearts like the finest silken threads.

This place had once been Aridia’s foremost temple of the arts, but now it had become the exclusive venue for state banquets.

The invited socialites and dignitaries gathered in small groups, elegantly holding champagne flutes. They chatted and laughed with reserved poise.

Among the crowd, one woman was particularly eye-catching.

Jasmine Sinclair was on the arm of a middle-aged man, weaving through the elegant, aristocratic crowd with her head held high, a glint of smug superiority in her eyes.

Of course, her birth name wasn’t Jasmine Sinclair. It was Melanie Sinclair.

As soon as Logan Linden was imprisoned, Melanie Sinclair had gone to the hospital for an abortion. Afterward, she changed her name and moved to another city with her mother.

After nearly a hundred days and nights of lying in wait, she finally managed to ensnare a rich and powerful e-commerce tycoon: her now-husband, Hugh Carson.

As the CEO of ClickCart, the nation’s third-largest e-commerce giant, Hugh Carson had a dated appearance, but he was actually only thirty-six—an age that fell within Jasmine Sinclair’s acceptable range.

Thanks to ClickCart’s close collaborations with Yarrow in recent years, Hugh Carson had been fortunate enough to receive an invitation to this state banquet. As his young trophy wife, Jasmine Sinclair was naturally there to see and be seen.

From the moment she stepped into the palace, she could feel countless envious eyes upon her. In the past, she had always been the one envying others; now, the roles were reversed. This sent Jasmine Sinclair’s sense of superiority soaring, and she was dying to snap a photo and post it to her social media feed.

Unfortunately, Valorian Villa had an explicit rule: aside from invited reporters, no one was allowed to take photographs inside. Violators would be immediately expelled from the estate.

Thankfully, she had already snapped a picture at the entrance and posted it to her social media before coming inside. It had surely garnered plenty of fawning comments by now, but she didn’t have time to check.

Just as Jasmine Sinclair was lost in her own little world, Hugh Carson suddenly stopped in his tracks. He stared, completely entranced, at the breathtaking figure walking down the red carpet...

A perfectly tailored, peony-embroidered qipao hugged the young woman’s delicate figure, outlining her enchanting curves. The dress was a nod to Astoria’s heritage, a perfect embodiment of classic Eastern beauty.

’So beautiful!’

’Good heavens, isn’t that the renowned Star Reporter Sinclair? I can’t believe she’s here too!’

’Rumor has it that Claire Sinclair not only has Quincy Manor for backing but also has a secret relationship with Ethan Kingsley. For the prestigious families of high society, who wouldn’t want to try and get close to such a remarkable woman?’

An undisguised layer of greed instantly clouded Hugh Carson’s eyes. He glanced down at his young wife’s pretty face. "Jasmine, why don’t you go mingle for a bit? I’m going to go introduce myself to Reporter Sinclair. If I miss this chance, I might not get another."

Jasmine Sinclair’s face darkened. "Carson," she said, displeased, "what do you want with a woman like that? Do you think I’m not as beautiful as she is?"

Hugh Carson hurriedly tried to placate her. "Of course not, Jasmine. You’ll always be the most beautiful goddess to me. No one could ever take your place in my heart."

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