<h4>Chapter 2: Chapter 2: The Fake Julian Lancaster</h4>


    Nina Sinir and Sharon Lancaster returned drunkenly to the Lancaster Family home.


    She was pulled upstairs, and Sharon twisted open a room door, "Nina, t-t-tonight you sleep here, this is my hic... room..."


    Nina Sinir was pushed in, feeling confused.


    The room was pitch ck, she half-opened her eyes and felt her way to the bed, directly falling onto it.


    Half an hourter, the room door opened.


    Click, a clearly defined hand pressed the light switch, Julian Lancaster walked in indifferently, he took off his suit and threw it onto the bed, covering the small bulge.


    After pulling off his tie, he entered the bathroom, and soon the sound of running water could be heard.


    On the bed, Nina Sinir suddenly began to stir, emerging from the nket, she mumbled, "I need the bathroom..."


    After struggling for a while, she rubbed her eyes and got off the bed, stumbling towards the bathroom, she pushed the door open directly.


    In the bathroom, the mist of steam spread, a tall and sturdy silhouette stood under the shower, water cascading down the man’s well-built body, abs and V-line suggestively visible.


    Nina Sinir opened the door as if no one was there, the fog in front of her cleared, she suddenly saw a naked strong figure.


    Startled, half the alcohol-filled stupor left her, her pupils contracted intensely.


    She retreated several steps in shock, but unexpectedly slipped forward again, in panic, her hand grabbed onto something.


    In an instant, two voices sounded at the same time.


    "Mm." The man groaned quietly.


    "Ah..." Nina Sinir screamed in pain from the fall.


    Julian Lancaster’s whole body tensed, his handsome face immediately tight, a strange woman suddenly appeared in his room and invaded his private territory!


    He took a deep breath to alleviate the difort, ring coldly at Nina Sinir, his voice gritted with anger, "Get out!"


    Nina Sinir was scratched by the fallen item, wincing in pain as she cried out, "Ouch, it hurts!"


    Julian Lancaster quickly grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist, looking down at her coldly, "Get up."


    Upon hearing the man’s deep voice, Nina Sinir’s brain stalled for a few seconds.


    How could there be a man?


    She lifted her head to look at him.


    The man was solidly built, the towel just covering his important parts, above that was a defined abdomen, the V-line extending straight into the towel,parable to a model’s perfect golden ratio, making anyone want a nosebleed.


    Faced with the suddenly appeared naked stranger, although his body was perfectly top-notch, Nina Sinir still felt she couldn’t think.


    She stammered, "Who, who are you? Why are you here?"


    The man standing there seemed vaguely familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere.


    Julian Lancaster’s eyes were mocking, his thin lips lightly opening, "This is my room, why do you think I’m here?"


    At that moment, Nina Sinir’s brain connected.


    She remembered the previous events, also who this person was!


    She received a vi mural order from Veridia, came over from Crestfall wanting to surprise Vincent Lancaster, only to catch him in bed with her best friend,ter she went out drinking with Sharon Lancaster to vent, Sharon got her a fake marriage certificate.


    Remembering the photo on the marriage certificate, Nina Sinir’s heart skipped a beat.


    He he he is...


    Nina Sinir tentatively asked, "Are you that Lancaster Family’s driver, the fake Julian Lancaster?"


    The man’s brows furrowed lightly, instantly knowing the woman’s identity.


    Sharon Lancaster had impulsively acted as his new bride.


    Not only did Sharon marry him, she even brought this woman back and stuffed her into his room, truly daring!


    Julian Lancaster didn’t speak, Nina Sinir thought he acquiesced.


    Sharon’s family was indeed rich, even the driver’s room was so luxurious.


    Julian Lancaster lowered his eyes, looking at Nina Sinir’s bleeding thigh wound, he said softly, "Take care of your wound."


    Only then did Nina Sinir realize the pain, she looked down and found a deepceration on her thigh, and it kept bleeding.


    Frantically, she climbed up, unexpectedly the stabbing pain in her thigh made her unsteady, she wobbled to the side.


    Panic-stricken, Nina Sinir could only grab hold of something nearby to stabilize herself, inadvertently pulling off Julian Lancaster’sst barrier.


    !!!


    Her eyes identally glimpsed that dark shadow, Nina Sinir’s face reddened furiously, she darted her eyes around, not knowing where to ce them.


    Oh god, she wanted to move to another.


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