When Amelia heard that name, her body stiffened.

She slowly turned from Kevin's embrace and looked towards James standing at the elevator gate.

She could not see his expression clearly because she was far away but only felt the pair of amorous eyes staring at her without blinking.

The coldness emanating from his eyes seemed to be able to devour her in an instant.

As soon as Brandon Moore, the chairman of Elite International Corporation, walked into the company, he saw James. He quickly walked over with the shareholders and asked, "James, why are you here today?"

Only then did James look away and reply to Brandon, "I sent Emily here."

Brandon understood that James was here to back his daughter up. He nodded satisfactorily and said, "Thank you for your time. Emily has just returned to the country, yet she made you run back and forth for her."

"No big deal. I'll soon return to my company," James smiled and replied politely.

"Go ahead. Don't delay your work. I'll take Emily to visit you officially in a few days," Brandon said.

James nodded and left.

The bodyguards behind him quickly divided into two groups to protect him.

He didn't even spare Amelia a glance when he passed by her.

As expected, it was just an illusion. Since James didn't care about her, how could he stare at her?

It wasn't until James was far away that Kevin realized it was the Evans family's second son. He quickly let go of Amelia and chased after James to greet him.

However, James entered the car and slammed the door shut. Dozens of luxury cars parked outside followed him and drove away.

Having failed to catch him, Kevin had no choice but to turn back and look for Amelia, only to see her fleeing toward the guest elevator.

Kevin touched his lips, where he had just kissed Amelia's, and his eyes showed the excitement of hunting his prey.

"Mark, go and find me Amelia's address," Kevin ordered.

"Yes sir," Mark, following behind Kevin, immediately replied.

Amelia returned home, put down her bag, and sat on the sofa in a daze.

She didn't come to her senses until her phone rang.

She took out her phone from her bag and frowned when she saw the caller ID.

Why would Andrew call her?

After hesitating, Amelia unlocked the phone and asked, "What's the matter, Andrew?"

Andrew's respectful voice came through. "Ms. Garcia, I found your things here while cleaning the apartment just now. When do you have time to come and pick them up?"

Amelia thought it was James who wanted to explain something to her, but she didn't expect that it was about something she had lost. Her heart suddenly sank.

"Andrew, please throw them away."

After saying that, she hung up the phone without waiting for a reply.

Then, she quickly deleted all the contact information of Andrew and James.

Yesterday, she had dreamed that James would contact her, so she hadn't been willing to delete them

Now that she knew the truth, she had completely given up.

Amelia turned off her phone and fell asleep on the sofa.

After sleeping for an unknown time, a knock on the door woke her up.

Recently, Eva had been working the night shift and coming back late, so she gave her key to Amelia.

Hearing the knock on the door, she thought it was Eva coming back from work, so she quickly got up to open the door.

But when she opened the door, she saw Kevin instead of Eva!

At the sight of that pretentious face, Amelia turned impatient instantly.

She hurriedly wanted to close the door, but Kevin stretched out his long arm and pushed the door open.

Frightened by his action, Amelia took a step back.

"Mr. Harris?"

How could this pervert find her home?!

Kevin suddenly found it very interesting to see that Amelia was as frightened as a rabbit.

He placed his hands on the door and looked at her with his head tilted.

"What are you afraid of? I won't bite."

His eyes were jet-black, with a hint of mixed-race ash. When he stared at her, he exuded an excitement of catching prey.

"Ms. Garcia, are you not going to invite me in?"

His question was polite, but Amelia was frightened when she heard it.

She knew what kind of person Kevin was and what he would do. How could she let him in? In his dream!

She said with a cold face, "Sorry, this is my friend's house. It's not convenient."

After this, Amelia wanted to close the door quickly, but Kevin stepped in with long legs and closed the door behind him.

He had come in and closed the door. Amelia didn't even have a chance to escape. Her face darkened.

"Mr. Harris, what the f*ck are you going to do?"

"To f*ck you. Am I clear?" Kevin flirted.

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on her chest, not hiding his purpose.

Amelia changed into a silk pajama with a slightly low neckline before bed.

Kevin was taller than her, so he could see everything from above.

Amelia quickly closed her pajamas and covered her chest.

However, she wrapped herself so tightly that her curvy figure was fully displayed.

Amelia was breathtakingly beautiful, with a face the size of a palm. Her charm could not be ignored although she appeared sick and weak.

Her features were delicate and flawless, with clear and dewy eyes that were as pure as crystal.

Her wavy hair was thick, glossy, and in tiptop condition, spilling down on her shoulder and framing her full chest. Her slender waist, perfect waist-hip rate, and fair long legs stirred Kevin’s desire up.

Her sexy figure could arouse anyone with just one glance, and Kevin was no exception. When she came to deliver the documents that day, he couldn't help but want to penetrate her right there.

Now she was standing in front of him in her sexy pajamas. How could he stand it?

The heat all over his body made Kevin lose his mind, and he pushed Amelia against the wall.

"One million, buy YOU tonight. Is that a deal?"

Amelia was so scared that she trembled, desperately pushing her hands against Kevin's chest to keep him away.

"Get out! I'm not a prostitute!"

She had just jumped out of the fate of being kept as a mistress, but she didn't expect that someone would buy her with money so soon. It was ridiculous!

"Five million, plus a villa."

"Even if you give me 100 million dollars, I won't accept it. You'd better let me go, or I'll call the police!"

"Go ahead and call the police. Let's see who dares to arrest me!"

Kevin was not afraid at all and continued to kiss her face.

Amelia tried to dodge, but he still kissed her on the forehead.

The cold touch came over her as if being licked by a snake, making her feel nauseous.