His love

Willow froze as she laid eyes on the sleazy and disgusting man standing before her. She couldn’t remember ever encountering someone quite like him. 

It all clicked into places when she recalled the “Sugar Baby Agreement” that Janet had extracted from her bag. The unsavory man before her must be the Duncan Whitman mentioned in the agreement. 

Skyler and Wilhelmina’s scheme to frame Willow was unfolding meticulously, each step seamlessly leading into the next 

“Willow, are you feeling tired today? If you are, I could give you a nice massage when we get back,” Duncan said, reaching out to grab her arm. 

Willow swiftly moved away to avoid his inappropriate touch. 

“What’s the matter, Willow?” 

Duncan looked confused. 

“You weren’t like this before! We’ve spent every day together this month. Why are you so distant now?” 

“Zayn, I have to speak up. Lolo shouldn’t be with an old geezer like that! She’s demeaning herself!” Skyler said, feigning concern for Willow. 

“I need to talk some sense into her. I can’t stand by and watch her debase herself like this!” 

Zayn’s expression darkened further with displeasure after hearing Skyler’s words. Although the air conditioning in the hall was already on full blast, those nearby could feel the temperature drop several degrees. 

“Willow, you’re really something!” 

Zayn’s voice rang out, chilling and desolate, echoing like the winds across a barren wasteland. 

“Just how many sugar daddies do you have?” 

Willow refused to argue with Zayn amidst the crowd. 

Without making eye contact with Zayn, she politely but firmly addressed Duncan, “I don’t know you, sir!” 

“What do you mean, Willow?” Duncan questioned, looking incredulous. 

“How can you just turn on me in the blink of an eye?” 

“Sir, I really don’t know you, and I would never call you my darling,” Willow stated expressionlessly. 

“You can’t do this to me, Willow!” 

Duncan tried to grab her hand again, but she dodged, turning his embarrassment into rage. He straightened his posture, his oily face now twisted into one of arrogant fury. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

“Willow, you need to explain yourself today! I’m giving you 100 thousand dollars a month, providing 

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everything you need, yet you’re dissatisfied? You were the one who approached me first, the one who signed the agreement saying you’d be at my beck and call. 

“Do you think you can simply dump me now that you’ve become an influencer and gained popularity? If it weren’t for me spending money to promote you, if I hadn’t found resources for you, you’d be nothing more than a bitch at my feet, begging for scraps!” 

Skyler looked utterly shocked. 

After regaining her composure, she gently clung to Zayn’s arm and softly pleaded, “Zayn, let’s help Lolo, okay? Even if she did something shameful, she’s still our Lolo. How will she live with herself if this scandal spreads? 

“Zayn, please help Lolo get rid of this man. I’m afraid he’ll completely ruin her reputation!” 

Zayn didn’t respond to Skyler. Instead, he fixed his gaze on Willow. His lips remained tightly sealed, but Willow could feel the pressure in his eyes–a silent but unmistakable demand for her to beg for his help.