"Tonight at nine o' clock, Mr. Liam hopes you'll wait for him as per usual."

Upon receiving the text message from Liam Thompson's secretary, Olivia Brown had just left a new drama's press conference and was already sitting in her car.

"There's a cast party this evening. Should I accompany you back to the hotel to get ready? I heard the big screen hunk will be there... You've always wanted to compare acting skills with him; it’s a rare opportunity… Perhaps, it may even create a little buzz."

Behind her, her manager Charles Williams was busy removing her hair accessories.

"No, I have plans tonight."

Having taken off her dress, He was visibly weary, yet her natural beauty and allure couldn't be hidden.

"Plans? What kind of plans do you have?"

Olivia Brown casually tossed her mobile phone back over her shoulder.

Charles Williams picked it up, and her voice exploded next to her ear, "Are you kidding… He's back early?"

"Mm," Olivia Brown nodded, lazily resting against the back of her chair.

She had only had less than four hours of sleep today, so naturally, she was a bit tired, but serving Liam Thompson did not bore her.

However, she was slightly afraid...

Because she knew precisely why he's in such a rush to 'summon' her.

"huh, you told me he's going to be out of town for a month, it's only been a week, and he's back early?" Charles Williams aggressively pinched her shoulder, "What on earth did you do?"

The force made Olivia Brown felt as if her bones and body were coming apart.

"Tear... gently, gently..."

After all, just one week ago, the episode with Liam Thompson almost claimed half her life. She still hasn't fully recovered, and she's uncertain about what this man has in store for her this time.

The mere thought of this made Olivia Brown's hair stand on end.

In the depths of the night, the nanny car drove directly into a villa in Boston Mansion.

Someone was already waiting for Olivia Brown in the villa, and even the bathwater in the bedroom's bathtub had been prepared.

The bathroom was filled with fog, and the temperature was gradually rising. Olivia Brown, who had been working continuously for a week, was already exhausted, her eyelids drooping from fatigue.

She was so tired that she didn't realize when a chill wafted in from outside the bathroom.

In her groggy state, she only felt as if she had been fished out of the water.

When she opened her eyes, she found herself propped against the tiled wall of the bathroom, staring into a pair of icy, peach-blossom-like eyes. The frosty glass reflected the slender figure of Liam Thompson.

She was stunned, and after a while put on a pleasing demeanor, "Did you just get off the plane? You must be tired, right?"

She suspected that Liam Thompson was expecting her to take the initiative.

After all, she had spent five years by his side, and had thoroughly understood Liam Thompson's likes and dislikes.

His silence meant that he was expecting her to take the lead, enjoying her subservient display of amiability.

But before her hand could touch the collar of his trench coat, Liam Thompson grasped her hand. His voice was so cold that it carried no emotion, sending a chill down Olivia Brown's spine, "Did you have a nice time frolicking with Anderson Gerald? And even sitting on his lap? Where did he touch you?"

Anderson Gerald was the third son of Vickson Entertainment, the investor group for the drama she had just finished filming.

Olivia Brown dared not to say that Anderson Gerald promised her the leading role in this drama, as long as she spent a night with him. "What is it, are you jealous? He doesn't know that I am Mr. Liam's woman. He who doesn't know is not guilty, right? Plus, you never provide me with resources, so I have to fight for them myself. He simply touched me a bit, don't be angry, okay?"

Over the years, although Liam Thompson had given her money, he never provided her with resources.

Olivia Brown pretty much understood why.

To become a top-tier star, one absolutely has to give more in return to investors and supporters. Liam Thompson was a man of high standards and prudishness, he absolutely would not allow her to please others.

So, he let her 'steadily' remain as a relatively unknown actress, neither thriving nor starving.