「The next day, in the afternoon.」

Jasmine Warren rubbed her sore body as she stepped out of the car. Feeling the sunlight she hadn’t seen in what felt like forever, she stretched lazily with a look of pure comfort.

Ever since she slept with that plastic surgery freak three days ago, she had become his complete plaything!

Every day, they had to go hundreds of rounds before he would finally let her be.

She didn’t even have a real home anymore, locked in his office day in and day out.

Sigh. At least now, she, Jasmine Warren, was finally seeing the light of day again!!!

At the thought, Jasmine Warren twisted her neck and hips even more contentedly. However, she hadn’t even had a moment to relax before a heavy paw crept around her waist. A man’s wicked, threatening voice sounded by her ear. "Tomboy, are you saying you’re not satisfied with how I’ve been ’doting’ on you?" 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Get lost! Get lost! Get lost!" Jasmine Warren’s face fell, and she turned to shove at the man in disgust.

’All I wanted was to breathe some fresh air and feel the sun, and this guy still has to bother me!’

Jason Lockwood wasn’t the least bit angry. He held the woman’s waist tightly with one hand while his other hand lifted to cup her chin. He lowered his head and gave her a hard kiss, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "You be a good girl and wait for me here," he said with a grin. "Don’t miss me too much. I’ll be right out."

Jasmine Warren’s face flushed red from the kiss. She shouted, both embarrassed and annoyed, "Who the hell would miss you? Hurry up and get lost!"

Jason Lockwood shook his head, a little disappointed. His voice turned wickedly cold as he said, dissatisfied, "Sigh. It seems you’re only obedient in bed."

"—"

At his words, Jasmine Warren froze solid. ’Oh, heavens! Dear God! Does this man have no shame?! How can someone so shameless exist?! Everything that comes out of his mouth is so dirty!’

Jason Lockwood smiled and released her waist. The moment he turned, the smile vanished from his face. He walked with elegant strides toward the prison in the distance.

Jasmine Warren watched the man’s retreating back, fiercely raising a fist and miming a punch.

As Jason Lockwood was about to enter the prison gates, he pulled a mask from his pocket and put it on.

Just then, the guard at the gate saw Jason Lockwood and immediately hurried over. "The Baron."

"The usual." With his long fingers, Jason Lockwood plucked a million-dollar check from his jacket pocket and handed it to the man before him.

The guard immediately took it, saying with a smile, "Don’t you worry, The Baron. There’s no one around at this time. If you have things to say, you can take a little longer."

"I only need half an hour," Jason Lockwood said coldly, nodding.

"Yes, sir."

The man took a key from his belt and handed it to Jason Lockwood.

Jason Lockwood took it and, without a moment’s hesitation, walked toward the cell block.

He was no stranger to this place. In fact, he came here at least three times a year.

So it only took him a few minutes to find the exact cell he was looking for.

He glanced around, took out the key, unlocked the cell door, and stepped inside.

At that moment, a bald man in his fifties was lying on the bed.

The man’s hands and feet were bound in iron chains. When he saw Jason Lockwood arrive, he showed little reaction. Instead, he continued to feign ignorance, lying on the bed and staring up at the wall.