After Holly Larson helped Megan, Lily, and the others, she didn't stay long. Under the envious gazes of the crowd, she turned and walked through the gates.
Megan stood there, watching Holly's figure disappear into the high-end residential area by the ocean. The golden sunlight reflected off the white marble walls and palm trees lining the driveway—it was like watching someone step into another world.
At that moment, Megan had only one thought:She also wanted to bask in Jason Carter's light.
Before today, she had never seriously considered becoming a man's mistress. But now, her mind was completely unsettled—morals, pride, and restraint were all fading under the pull of reality.
If her own family background was the shadow side of life, then those she used to envy—people like Emma and Quinn—were just faint flickers of light. But Jason… Jason Carter was the true light.
She could live tolerating the dim glow of others, but once she had seen that brilliance—she could no longer go back.
There was only one thought left in her heart:She wanted to return to Jason's side.
The only question was… after the last time she'd pushed him away, did she still have that chance?
Megan bit her lip, thinking back on everything.
"Jason's so handsome, and his body—god—it's perfect. I'm not even the kind of girl who chases looks, but around him, even I can't help it. Just standing next to him feels… intoxicating."
"As for money and influence—well, that speaks for itself. That day at the Restaurant, he spent millions just to buy the place—because the manager disrespected me. And that trip? Easily cost several more. He fixed my dad's business problem—a two-year nightmare—with one phone call."
"Yes, Jason's a player. Even if I followed him, I'd never be the only woman in his life. But honestly, what man at his level is exclusive? At least he's sincere. He has class. That night in Hawaii, he could've had me easily if he wanted to. He didn't even try to take advantage."
"Even if I'm not his girlfriend—even if I'm just one of the women in his orbit—what does it matter? I'd still be treated better than most wives of wealthy men."
"Look at Holly Larson—she's living in a multi-million-dollar beachfront mansion, with cars and boats most people can't even dream of. How many 'legitimate wives' can say the same?"
"A man who's that attractive, that powerful, that rich—what could I possibly complain about?"
"If I went back to him, my life would hit its peak overnight. And knowing Jason, he'd never treat me badly."
By now, Megan understood something clearly—this wasn't just infatuation. Even when she tried to think rationally, every path still led back to Jason.
The tug-of-war between logic and emotion was over. Her feelings had already chosen for her.
Memories of Jason flashed vividly in her mind—his confident smile, the way he spoke to her with calm authority, the effortless way he could solve the impossible, the warmth in his gaze when he defended her.
He wasn't just rich. He was magnetic. The kind of man you didn't just like—you fell for.
She shouldn't have played hard to get that night in Hawaii. Jason had probably been frustrated, maybe even disappointed.
If she'd just gone with her feelings then… she could've been living that life already. Instead, she'd spent all this time struggling—and now, Holly was the one enjoying everything that should've been hers.
For the first time in her life, Megan stopped thinking about strategy and gain. For the first time, she stopped calculating.
Somewhere deep inside, an unfamiliar warmth bloomed—a fragile, dangerous kind of affection.
Megan: Affection +2.
Jason had been a bit wild these past two days. Mia was completely exhausted, and even Jason himself felt physically drained—but his mind and body were in perfect harmony, fully relaxed.
Mia's affection score had also risen by 2 points, reaching 94, now matching Holly Larson's.
Jason lay back in the sun-drenched courtyard, arms folded behind his head, soaking in the warmth. Just then, the familiar sound of the system notification echoed in his mind.
He blinked in mild surprise.Megan's affection score just went up by 2 points.
He hadn't seen her in days—why did it increase on its own?
Opening the system interface, Jason checked the mission progress. His total affection points had already climbed to 643, not far from the 800 needed to complete Mission Five.
Mission Five Progress:
Raise the affection of 8 women with beauty scores above 8 to 80 — (7/8): Emma, Grace, Alice, Shenna, Julia, Olivia, Agela.
Raise the affection of 3 women with beauty scores above 8 to 90 — (2/3): Holly Larson, Mia.
Raise the affection of 1 woman with a beauty score above 8 to 100 — (0/1).
Jason muttered thoughtfully, "Still short one at 90 affection. Megan's score just increased by 2 on its own. She's only 4 points away… maybe she'll be the one to push it over."
He opened his phone and tapped on Megan's name in his messages.
Scrolling up, he realized she had sent him quite a few texts recently. He had responded here and there, but most of his replies were short—perfunctory, even. With so many women around him, it was impossible to give all of them his attention.
It wasn't that he couldn't manage it—if he wanted, he could. But Jason preferred to spend his time improving himself and building his empire. Sitting around sending messages for affection points just felt inefficient.
Still, he quickly skimmed Megan's recent messages and noticed her second-to-last one:
"The maple trees by Lakeview Park are turning red now, aren't they beautiful? You treated me last time, so I'll treat you this time~"
He had ignored that one at the time, busy with other things. Now, he typed his reply casually:
Jason: "The maple trees by Lakeview Lake still haven't all turned red yet, have they?"
Across town, Megan sat by the window of a small café near the beach, scrolling absently through her phone. She had been wondering whether Jason would ever message her again. When her phone suddenly buzzed, she opened it without much thought—then froze when she saw the sender.
Jason Carter.
Her heart gave a small, involuntary skip.
She quickly opened the chat window and read his message, a smile tugging at her lips. Her fingers flew across the screen before she could stop herself.
Megan: "It's the most beautiful time, Jason. Want to go see it together?"
After hitting send, she realized she'd responded too fast—like one of those "fish" who instantly reply to the man they're hung up on. But even knowing that, she didn't regret it.
She opened her contacts, stared for a second, then deleted her entire "pond list"—every guy she'd once entertained chatting with: Chris, Ethan, Josh, even the one who used to rank second on her list. Gone. No hesitation.
She had burned her bridges.
Now, there was only Jason.
A few moments later, another notification popped up.
Jason: "I'd love to go, senior. Are you free anytime soon?"
Her pulse quickened. She typed with a grin:
Megan: "If you're asking, Jason, I'm always free. Tomorrow's Sunday—how about then? You picked the place last time, so I'll arrange it this time."
Jason replied with a simple emoji.
Jason: "Alright then—I'll leave myself completely in your hands, senior."
Her heart fluttered, and she couldn't resist teasing back:
Megan: "Really completely? Both body and heart?"
At the table beside her, Lily looked over. Just moments ago, Megan had been quiet and distant, her mood unreadable. Now, her face was lit up with a soft, glowing smile.
Lily blinked in surprise—she'd never seen Megan smile like that before.
Sure, Megan smiled often; she was good at it. But those smiles were practiced, social, polite. This one was different—unguarded, real, and sweet enough to catch anyone's breath.
Curious, Lily peeked at Megan's screen and froze. Jason Carter.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something—to warn her, maybe—but the words never came.
Jason already had several women. Everyone knew it.
But as Lily looked at Megan's dreamy expression, she hesitated. If Jason Carter ever looked her way, could she honestly say she'd resist him?
A man like that—rich, impossibly handsome, confident—most women would pay just to spend time with him.
Megan didn't have to pay a cent. In fact, if things went well, she might soon have her own luxury mansion worth tens of millions—just like Holly.
Lily sighed quietly.
For girls like them, born into ordinary families… how could anyone resist a man like Jason Carter?
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