Chapter 3 Are Women All Hypocritical

Following the voice, Renee looked over and saw a tall man standing at the door of the bathroom about seven, eight meters away.

Dressed in a white shirt, the man had the three buttons at the top unbuttoned, revealing his well-defined chest and sexy collarbones.

Renee moved her gaze up.

The man's jaw looked angular and beautiful. His thin lips were sexy, the bridge of his nose was tall, and his deep eyes slanted and penetrating.

After a glance, Renee hurriedly cast her eyes down.

His face... was stunning!

She had seen it many times!

On Television.

"Zack Wright?" Renee tried to sound him out.

... The corner of Zack's mouth curved up into a mocking smile, and he slowly walked up.

Renee was slightly stunned, but her brains worked fast.

It was... Zack who saved her last night?

If he was Zack, it was reasonable that he owned such a luxurious house.

Zack Wright was the most powerful man in S City. At the young age of 28, he was already a heartthrob to countless women.

There were two major powers in S City. The Wright Family dominated the south while the Luther Family controlled the north.

Therefore, the south was also called Wright City, and the north Luther City.

The two powers were archenemies. In recent years, under the leadership of Zack, the Wright Family had been devouring the power of Luther City. Maybe soon, the entire S City would change its name into Wright City.

Renee could never... afford to offend such a man.

As the man approached, Renee instinctively tried to get up, but without clothes on she had to cower under the quilt. Her thin body was shivering.

"You're bold." Zack leaned slightly and clamped her delicate, fair chin.

His deep voice carried oppressing and overbearing power.

After all, he was the most powerful man in S City, and his arrogance was reasonable.

Everyone in S City called him Mr. Wright respectfully​, and only this bold woman dared to call him by his name.

"Or," Zack tightened his grip slightly, "This is your method to get my attention?"

"Ouch..." Renee blinked her clear eyes. Under the constant pain from her chin, her eyes became misty.

"You groaned like this last night but wouldn't let go of me. Are all women so hypocritical and deceptive?" Ridiculed Zack.

Hearing that, Renee blushed immediately.

Last night...

The fragments of last night swarmed back to her memory intermittently.

She lost her chastity!

Angry and ashamed, she raised her hand and tried to slap Zack in his handsome face.

But... her move was petty in Zack's eyes, and he clasped her thin wrist with one hand.

As he slightly exerted strength, a painful expression appeared on Renee's face. Casting his eyes down, he looked at his fingers.

The woman's wrist, slim and fair, couldn't stand his grip.

Under a little force, her wrist seemed to be breaking.

A crippled toy wouldn't be fun.

Out of great mercy, he let go of Renee's wrist.

Red marks were left on her wrist and chin. Cowering under the quilt, Renee looked at the dangerous man in fear.

Originally, she wanted to thank him and now dropped the idea.

Ruined by her foster father or him, what was the difference?