"Hurry and tidy up, I will take you out for dinner," Bidegla said, then turned and walked towards his car.

In Tara Lassen's house, he didn't eat anything at all, but he felt hungry. Tamma Jones had been eating instant noodles these days and looked malnourished. Seeing her working so hard, he thought he should reward her.

This woman has no relatives in all of Zhuhai City. If Bidegla mistreated her, he would despise himself.

"Then wait for me," Tamma Jones said eagerly, rushing into the jewelry store to change clothes. In less than two minutes, Tamma Jones came out, which was the fastest among the women that Bidegla knew.

"Let's go quickly." Tamma Jones intimately linked her arm with Bidegla's, as if they were lovers.

Fortunately, Jennie Laura isn't here right now, otherwise, it would be really strange for her to be so bold.

But now they are at the door of the jewelry store, Bidegla couldn't let the people inside see them, so he let go of Tamma Jones's hand and said, "Don't think that just because Jennie isn't here, you can dominate me. You should know, I am a pure man."

When Bidegla said this, he couldn't help but curse himself. He really had no face to say such things...

"Tsk." Upon hearing Bidegla's words, Tamma Jones disdainfully glanced at him, as if to say, if you are a pure man, then there is no pure person in the world.

But at the thought of Bidegla wanting to treat her to dinner, Tamma Jones couldn't hide the excitement on her face and quickly got into the car.

"What do you want to eat?" Bidegla asked as he started the car.

"I'll eat whatever you eat, I'm not picky," Tamma Jones said, staring at Bidegla with her hands propping up her chin.

But she gave Bidegla a different feeling. Being looked at by a top-notch beauty, Bidegla felt stimulated and a sense of accomplishment. If it were Pete Lassen staring at him like that, Bidegla would have felt creepy.

People are really different from each other.

"What have you been doing for the past two weeks?" Suddenly, Tamma Jones asked.

"Do I need to report to you what I've been doing? Of course, I had things to do, otherwise, would I bother to not look at a beauty and do something else?" Bidegla said irritably.

"In that case, am I also a beauty?" Tamma Jones blushed and said with some embarrassment.

"Yes," Bidegla almost said yes, but then suddenly changed his mind and said, "Jennie and her friends are beauties, as for you... you're still a bit lacking."

"What did you say?" Tamma Jones thought Bidegla would praise her, so she was feeling sweet inside, but she couldn't believe what she heard at that moment, and her eyes widened in disbelief.

She might not have the same temperament as Jennie Laura, but in terms of appearance, she was not inferior at all. She dared to say that she was more beautiful than most ordinary celebrities. So when she heard Bidegla's words, she nearly went mad.

As a great beauty, he actually said that she was a bit lacking compared to others. Is he blind? This is clearly just to deliberately provoke her.

"Haha, why do I need to repeat myself when you clearly heard what I said?" Bidegla laughed heartily.

"You charlatan," Tamma Jones exclaimed, then lunged at him.

"Sister, we're driving here. You want to die, but I don't," Bidegla shouted, pushing Tamma Jones back into her seat.

"Hmph, then quickly tell me I'm beautiful, or else we'll perish together," Tamma Jones pouted in frustration, looking quite fetching.

"Fine, you're beautiful. Is that better?" Bidegla rolled his eyes and said.

"Hmph, that'll do," Tamma Jones huffed twice, but the smile on her face indicated that she was no longer angry.

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Finally, Bidegla found a hotel and took Tamma Jones inside. They hadn't had a proper meal in a long time, so Bidegla ate ravenously.

In comparison, Tamma Jones' eating habits were equally alarming, just like when Bidegla first met her. They had been eating instant noodles for days, and she was just as famished.

Meanwhile, the waiter was astonished by their eating habits. How long had it been since they had eaten? Refugees?

The man's lack of manners was one thing, but a stunning beauty looking like a starving ghost was quite another. They had nearly finished an entire table of food between the two of them.

Of course, since he started practicing, Bidegla's appetite had been increasing gradually, due to his increased energy expenditure. After all, with his current strength, he needed to consume more, even though the food contained little spiritual energy.

Now he could eat a meal that would last for several days. He could even survive without eating for several days, something ordinary people couldn't do.

After enjoying a meal, Bidegla finally felt completely full. Now it was Tamma Jones' turn, and she looked equally satisfied.

One meal cost Bidegla over a thousand, but compared to those five-star hotels, it was still worth it.

"Tamma Jones, what strange things have happened since Jennie has been gone these past few days? Has her family said anything about what happened?" Bidegla and Tamma Jones sat beneath a long pavilion by the river, and he inquired.

"Jennie again," Tamma Jones said, displeased. But seeing Bidegla's face darken, she continued, "There's nothing strange. But now that I think about it, I remember Jennie seemed unwilling when she was being forced into the car by her family."

"Darn it, why didn't you say something earlier?" Bidegla stood up abruptly, startling Tamma Jones.

"What's wrong?" Tamma Jones stood up as well, asking.

Without answering Tamma Jones, Bidegla took out his phone and called Jennie Laura, but it was still off.

"Tamma Jones, use your phone to call Jennie and see if she answers."

"Okay." Seeing Bidegla's urgency, Tamma Jones quickly dialed Jennie Laura's number.

The conclusion is obvious: Jennie Laura's phone is truly turned off and unreachable.

"Please don't worry, perhaps her phone is just out of battery," Tamma Jones reassured Bidegla, holding onto their arm.

"Alright." Upon hearing Tamma Jones' words, Bidegla gradually calmed down. Indeed, it's possible that her phone is truly out of battery, and she is returning home with her family, so there should be no danger.

In a moment of anxiety, Bidegla felt completely disoriented.

"Alright, I'm going home. Do you want to go back to the jewelry store?" Bidegla asked.

"I'm not going back. I want to go home with you. It's no fun being alone at the jewelry store," Tamma Jones shook their head, then affectionately embraced Bidegla's arm.

The soft sensation of their touch caused Bidegla's heart to flutter uncontrollably. A beautiful woman like this, holding onto their arm, was almost too much for them to handle.

In the end, Bidegla succumbed to Tamma Jones' various temptations and returned to the villa. This woman was constantly thinking about being intimate with them. If Bidegla weren't afraid of the situation being exposed, they would have acted on their desires.

"You don't need to call me if there's an emergency, and don't call me if there isn't. I want to get some good rest." Leaving Tamma Jones with these words, Bidegla closed their bedroom door.

For half a month at the New Yang Building, they hadn't rested properly. Every day was spent in exhausting labor, so now, suddenly letting go, they truly wanted to rest for a while.

Slumping onto their bed, Bidegla suddenly woke up again, because they saw a pair of underwear and panties laying on their bedcovers.

Strange odors wafted into Bidegla's nose, almost causing them to have a nosebleed, as they saw that the panties had some sticky substance on them.

These panties were left here unwashed.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

At that moment, the sound of knocking came, and Tamma Jones' voice was heard from outside, with a hint of urgency: "Honey, please open the door, I need to talk to you."

"Something's wrong?" Bidegla's expression was odd, naturally understanding what she wanted to do by coming in, during the time when they were absent, she actually slept in their bed, and left her underwear and panties scattered about.

Opening the door, Tamma Jones purposefully rushed to the bed and grabbed the underwear and panties that Bidegla had seen earlier, her face flushed red.

These were what she changed out of this morning, and she hadn't had a chance to wash them before Bidegla saw.

"Cough... um, I didn't see anything." Bidegla laughed awkwardly, quickly turning their head away.

"Hmph, you scoundrel." Tamma Jones scolded Bidegla, grabbing her things and swiftly escaping the room. Her unwashed panties being seen by Bidegla, she had no face to stay here any longer.

"Sigh..." After Tamma Jones ran out, Bidegla closed the door and let out a long sigh.

Just now, they almost couldn't control themselves and almost pinned Tamma Jones to the bed. Thinking about how they actually saw her underwear, with that kind of liquid on it, Bidegla felt a stirring below, unable to calm down.

Luckily, she ran fast, otherwise Bidegla might have done something irreparable.

After a few minutes of calming down, their violently beating heart slowly returned to a steady pace.

Uncovering the sheets, the unmistakable scent of Tamma Jones wafted through the air, a reminder of her brief stay in this place. Regardless, Bidegla did not mind, as he knew he was not the only one to have shared this bed with her. He took a deep breath and slipped under the covers.

Although it was still midday outside, Bidegla felt a deep sense of exhaustion from the lack of proper rest in the past two weeks. In less than two minutes, he had fallen asleep, only to be awoken by a sudden chill.

Opening his eyes, Bidegla was surprised to find a pair of icy hands wrapped around him, emanating a soft touch from behind. Cursing inwardly, he realized that the person embracing him was none other than Tamma Jones, the only other inhabitant of the house besides himself. This girl truly knew no boundaries, coming to seduce him even in broad daylight.