Barrett Walker embraced Monica, running his hand through her hair, causing her tightly coiled locks to cascade down like smooth silk. He found himself captivated and unable to resist the intense response, as the faint, alluring scent of her body filled his nostrils, reminiscent of orchids and musk. The smoldering passion, pent up for eighteen years, was now ignited and uncontrollable.
Like Adam and Eve, the irresistible attraction between the sexes could not be contained, even by God himself. Barrett was too lazy to remove Monica's coat, so his hand slipped beneath it, grasping her ample bosom. Barrett struggled for more space, but his hand was confined by clothing, so he forcefully undid the buttons, sending them scattering in all directions.
Monica let out a soft moan, her delicate features, sweet voice, and flushed skin exposing her to Barrett's intoxicating allure. Barrett's mind was instantly clouded, consumed by a fierce desire to find an outlet for his overwhelming passion, as he kissed Monica fervently.
In the narrow space, the clothing of both individuals gradually diminished, and their bodies became increasingly moist.
"Please don't take them off!" Monica suddenly grabbed Barrett's hand, leaving only the bottom layer of clothing exposed, giving her a disheveled, half-dressed appearance that caused Barrett's nose to bleed profusely. To his surprise, her undergarments were cartoon-themed, featuring a cute little kitten, adding to the temptation.
"Oh! You're bleeding," Monica exclaimed as she saw Barrett's moistened nose, prompting him to regain his composure. He was filled with regret and questioned whether he had lived up to her expectations, harshly slapping himself in a moment of clarity. With his mind in disarray, he grabbed something at random, not even sure what it was, and with his nose covered, he hastily opened the door and fled.
Standing in the hallway, Barrett looked up through the glass window at the clear, flawless sky above the mall's rooftop, and after a while, the itching sensation in his nose gradually subsided. Despite the bleeding having stopped, people around him pointed and gawked, making peculiar, lascivious remarks. Barrett looked down at himself, dressed in a respectable suit, and yet the reaction of those around him was strange. Could a handsome man not have a nosebleed? Barrett wanted to ask loudly, but upon seeing the nearby staff, he couldn't help but chuckle at their odd behavior.
"Sir, your hand..." the staff member noticed Barrett's perplexed expression and gently reminded him.
Barrett glanced down and was immediately embarrassed to discover that the object he had grabbed was Monica's most personal undergarment, stained red with his nosebleed. He couldn't help but chuckle and hid the undergarment behind his back before hastily moving past the staff member and back inside.
He concealed the undergarment in his pocket, knocked on the dressing room door, and called out, "Monica, it's me, Barrett Walker! Open the door!"
"Get lost! I don't want to see you again," a loud, piercing roar emanated from the dressing room, causing a commotion on the entire floor.
Covering his ears, Barrett took a step back, looked around, and realized he was in the right place. Just then, the dressing room door opened, and the head of a heavily made-up woman emerged. While she could be considered top-tier in appearance, she was no match for Monica. The woman let out a sharp scream upon seeing a disheveled man in a tailored suit standing at the doorway, holding a blood-stained undergarment. Her high-pitched voice was comparable to that of a dolphin. Barrett didn't know who this woman was, but she seemed oddly familiar. He looked at her in bewilderment, and his mind was a mess. She silenced herself and spoke, "Tired of screaming? Do you want some water to continue?"
"Who are you, a paparazzo? How dare you wear this 'Deep Romance' outfit," she retorted.
"Oh! So, this thing has a name? How about we call it 'Crystal Love'? I bet you'd be great in a jelly commercial," Barrett jested.
"Where did this uncouth person come from? Completely devoid of refinement. This brand is losing its taste," the woman retorted, stepping out in a deep blue evening gown and a dazzling diamond necklace, showcasing her charming appearance. However, up close, her heavy makeup made Barrett feel queasy.
Barrett suddenly recalled that this woman was a movie star, Vivian Theas, who had experienced a meteoric rise to stardom but had also been embroiled in scandals, including testifying falsely in court to the detriment of another actress. Seeing her look of disgust, Barrett inexplicably felt a deep aversion toward her. "You're Vivian Theas, aren't you? Still somewhat famous, I suppose!"
The actress was delighted by the compliments from the man in this outfit. She flirtatiously blinked, but her overly long false eyelashes made it difficult. Just as she was about to speak, Barrett quipped, "Vivian Theas, look at how much powder you've caked on that pockmarked face. You might need some more cement to make it more solid, or else it won't hold up!"
Despite not being as unattractive as Barrett had suggested, Vivian Theas was inexplicably upset, having never been insulted like this before. She had always been treated as a cherished jewel. She pointed at Barrett, seething with anger and unable to find words.
"What's wrong, darling?" Mark Smith, immaculately dressed and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, approached, suave yet beastly, clutching a lady's handbag.
"Mark Smith, what are you doing? Look, this person dared to insult me!" Vivian Theas stomped her foot and pointed at Barrett.
Barrett was thoroughly taken aback. Vivian's circle of friends was indeed extensive. In a previous life, he had learned about her through the scandal involving Julia. She had dated a major star and then a young politician, and her reputation was in shambles. She had transformed from a pure, innocent girl into a genuine seductress and was known as Marge Green's biggest confidante and sycophant. Now, in this life, she had found Mark Smith. Barrett chuckled and shook his head, ready to leave.
"Hey, where do you think you're going?" Mark Smith reached out and stopped Barrett, looking at him askance with a touch of contempt.
"Do you know who I am?" Barrett asked, unsure if Mark Smith recognized him, and stopped to inquire.
"Hmph! I don't care who you are. Do you know who I am?" Mark countered with a hint of arrogance.
"Do you act in movies? Your acting is terrible!" Barrett laughed, taken aback that he had just been punched by this man, only to be ignored when he turned around. Mark was now pretending not to recognize him and continued to assert his dominance.
Mark felt deeply insulted once again. This was only the second time in his life that he had felt so belittled. Among all the dandies in the federation, he had never encountered someone like this. Now, for the second time, he had encountered someone who dared to challenge him. Apart from feeling ashamed, he was also furious. He angrily threatened, "If your father is a wealthy businessman or a politician in the federation, I suggest you apologize immediately. Otherwise, in three days, I can make your family completely finished."
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"Hey! Who are you? So arrogant!" Barrett, a bachelor, chuckled and patted Mark's face, displaying his lack of concern.
Once again, Mark felt deeply insulted, and this was the second time in his life. He had never encountered such a situation before, and he was now angry and embarrassed. He realized that this was indeed a difficult situation.
When Barrett Walker slapped Mark Smith in the face, there was no reaction from Mark until he felt the pain, realizing Barrett's cunning. Mark took a step back, realizing that Barrett was an ability warrior. With a slightly serious expression, Mark said, "Even if you are an ability warrior, daring to deceive a Smith is unacceptable. I will pursue you to the ends of the earth!"
"Enough, don't show off to me. You are useless to me," Barrett sneered at Mark Smith. As the grandson of the executive, Mark seemed to have no redeeming qualities apart from the family name. In the previous life, he had taken advantage of others in times of weakness. Barrett walked up to Mark and whispered in his ear, "Sometimes, don't overestimate yourself. Maybe you have luck on your side at times, but God will not always protect you. So before doing anything, consider your worth. As for Julia, no matter what your thoughts are, it's best to let go of them early on."
Seeing Barrett's sinister expression, Mark shivered inexplicably, quickly concealing his embarrassment. Then, he straightened his suit and looked at Barrett seriously, saying, "Do you think I would be afraid? You should be careful when leaving this area of Superstar District ."
Hearing his blatant threat, Barrett stopped in his tracks, turned around, made a gun gesture with his hand, and blew on the barrel. Then he quickened his pace and left the dressing area.
"Where is my friend?" Barrett called over a beautiful waitress.
"This person is so arrogant, let me go teach him a lesson!" Seeing Mark's indifferent look and Barrett's disdainful expression, Vivian Tyas suddenly felt unsettled. She snatched her bag from Mark and stomped her foot, walking up to Barrett and throwing the bag at him, bursting into tears. "You heartless scum! You flirted with this seductress in the blink of an eye. I even went to get an abortion for you! What did you say back then? You asked me to meet your parents and wanted them to accept me. You heartless wretch!"
Vivian cried for a while, then suddenly turned and began to viciously beat the bag on a beautiful waitress who had suffered unjustly. "You little vixen, you were born to be a troublemaker! How could you be a mistress for someone? What are you after?"
The scene in the store suddenly became lively, attracting the attention of countless tourists. Although such scenes occurred frequently, witnessing them in reality still piqued the curiosity of onlookers.
"What's going on?" Suddenly, a light voice caught everyone's attention. A woman in a long white dress with a prominent chest and curvaceous figure made everyone gasp. Her noble appearance immediately brought everyone back to reality, evoking a sense of reverence.
"It's nothing, just this person being unreasonable," Barrett said with a hint of embarrassment.
Monica's powerful presence immediately silenced everyone, even Barrett felt the woman's radiance. She walked gently to Barrett's side, took his hand, and suddenly everyone's eyes widened. How could such a goddess behave so casually!
"Wow! You unfaithful man, you deceived me into getting an abortion, and it turns out you are with this seductress," Monica's powerful charm made Vivian's demeanor seem insignificant. She felt like a true ugly duckling in front of Monica, unable to transform into a swan. But the show had already started, and she had to play it through. She threw the bag at Monica, but Barrett caught it. Then Vivian used her ultimate move, rubbing and then gently caressing her eyes, crying loudly.
"What's going on?" Monica suddenly became elegant, no longer the ever-changing fairy queen. Her calm and serene voice carried a hint of ethereal detachment and a touch of subtle anger, making men feel uncomfortable.
"Alas! This is how it is..." Barrett let go of Monica and, to the amazement of everyone, suddenly hugged Vivian, his hands quickly moving on her graceful figure, taking advantage of her. Suddenly, his other hand sneaked under Vivian's rib, about to grab her ample chest.
Monica quickly coughed lightly, and Barrett obediently moved his hand down to her waist, continuing his nonsense, "I'm sorry for her! At the time, she was just a young star, and we were passionately in love. But later, she left me and slept with another big star, and even got pregnant with his child."
"You scoundrel!" Barrett suddenly let go of her, then looked pained, holding the now dazed Vivian in his arms, tears streaming from his eyes. "My wife! Why did you treat me so cruelly back then? I was sick, all alone building a leaky roof, and you ran off with someone else, sob!"
Barrett's loud wailing intensified the heavy atmosphere, and suddenly everyone's mood became solemn. Looking at Vivian's expression, there was only anger.
"Compared to me in acting, you're still a little green," Barrett cried softly in Vivian's ear. Back then, when he was tortured under the god of war, it was his extraordinary acting skills that allowed him to survive to this day.
Vivian only now realized the extent of Barrett's acting skills and his set of stories, completely bewildering her. Hearing Barrett's words and seeing the disdainful looks from the crowd, Vivian didn't know what to do. Even Mark Smith showed a look of disdain towards her. Yes, she had truly lost face, and now she had to face the consequences.
But when she saw Monica's expression of confusion, she made up her mind. Since you want to destroy me, I will destroy her as well. She suddenly sniffed and tears began to fall, hugging Barrett and crying hysterically, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have run off with that man. He's a fraud! He took my money and cheated on me. Please forgive me, my love! I won't do it again."
Vivian looked up at Monica's face and thought bitterly, "Let's see if you can maintain your aloof appearance."
Barrett pushed Vivian away, calmly examining his suit and realizing it wasn't dirty. "Miss, your acting is really poor. I said we lived in a leaky roof house, and you couldn't even think about it! Now we live in a free capsule apartment, and you have no skills!"
Vivian had completely lost face. She hadn't even considered such a simple question and panicked, allowing Barrett to take advantage of the situation.
"Miss, next time you play a prank, choose your target carefully! Your acting skills are really poor. I didn't expect that there would still be hidden rules in this post-apocalyptic world!" Monica looked at the end of the play, clapping her hands cheerfully and said to Vivian, "But you made me happy. This performance was very good! Mark Smith, remember to keep an eye on her next time!"
Mark Smith felt embarrassed, feeling like he had been humiliated. What kind of situation was this? He looked at Monica and nodded reluctantly. He couldn't afford to provoke this woman, but he wouldn't let this kept man off the hook.
"Let's go, my wife!" Barrett's arm opened up a gap, and Monica immediately took his arm, walking towards the counter.
"Hehe! You enjoyed taking advantage just now, didn't you!" It was unclear whether Monica was talking about herself or Vivian. Her hand secretly pinched Barrett's waist, causing him to wince in pain, unable to say anything.
"Ouch! If you keep showing off, I won't go!" Barrett threatened.
Vivian had completely lost face. She hadn't even considered such a simple question and panicked, allowing Barrett to take advantage of the situation.
"Miss, next time you play a prank, choose your target carefully! Your acting skills are really poor. I didn't expect that there would still be hidden rules in this post-apocalyptic world!" Monica looked at the end of the play, clapping her hands cheerfully and said to Vivian, "But you made me happy. This performance was very good! Mark Smith, remember to keep an eye on her next time!"
Mark Smith felt embarrassed, feeling like he had been humiliated. What kind of situation was this? He looked at Monica and nodded reluctantly. He couldn't afford to provoke this woman, but he wouldn't let this kept man off the hook.
"Let's go, my wife!" Barrett's arm opened up a gap, and Monica immediately took his arm, walking towards the counter.
"Hehe! You enjoyed taking advantage just now, didn't you!" It was unclear whether Monica was talking about herself or Vivian. Her hand secretly pinched Barrett's waist, causing him to wince in pain, unable to say anything.
"Ouch! If you keep showing off, I won't go!" Barrett threatened.
" How dare you! You have taken advantage of me, do you think you can just get away with it?" Monica was fierce and determined, she stopped Barrett Walk in his tracks, with a crowd watching from behind, she gritted her teeth and spoke.
" Well, can you please not bring that up." Barrett Walk stayed silent, feeling very conflicted inside!