The first meeting was at a small bar. A friend nudged his arm, smiling somewhat suggestively: A woman like Daisy Ginger should be kept in a vase, constantly admired, and toyed with at any moment.
At that time, she seemed to be drunk and was persuaded by her friend to take to the dance floor and perform a dance.
He propped up his face, watching the glamorous woman with casual indifference under the dazzling lights.
Daisy Ginger.
The name is spicy enough.
The figure.
Also spicy enough.
*
Banyan City’s young Master Wen, afflicted with a severe illness, was deemed by doctors at birth to not live past the age of thirty. He lived capriciously up to the age of twenty-five, never imagining he’d encounter such a dilemma in his lifetime—if he were to die, what would happen to the little demon at home who creates chaos and mischief without his protection, and ends up bringing harm upon herself when he’s no longer there to shield her?

Edward Stephens arrived at the Tsing City police station, travel-worn, just as Daisy Ginger finished her statement and was escorted out of the officer's office by a female police officer.


Unlike when she left at noon, she now looked extremely disheveled.


Her hair was loose and unkempt, her makeup removed; revealing a pale face marked by obvious bruises and abrasions, blood on her forehead, and her cheeks already swollen.


When she left at noon, she was wearing a black and white business suit, which she had visibly changed out of; probably purchased by the female officer, slightly large.


Daisy was talking with the female officer and instinctively called out to Edward Stephens upon seeing him enter.


Edward didn't respond, his face frighteningly dark, as he approached, grabbed her wrist, scrutinized her up and down several times, and suddenly pulled her into his embrace.


Chapter 545 - Crying will make it all better.