Before Willow Crawford was brought over, everything on her was taken away, except for a hair tie. But this hair tie was enough; as long as her mother saw it, she would definitely recognize it.

"Cynthia, how do you know the famous couple from The Crawford Group? What is your relationship with them?" the heir of The Western Reaches asked curiously.

"Heir of The Western Reaches, it’s a long story. I’ll tell you some other time when there’s an opportunity. Please take this hair tie to the couple from The Crawford Group. You should leave here quickly," Willow urged.

The heir of The Western Reaches accepted the hair tie, "Alright, I’ll leave right now. Don’t worry, I’ll help you get this done."

The heir of The Western Reaches turned and left.

Suddenly, a low and sinister voice came from behind, "What are you doing here?"

Willow’s heart instantly sank to the bottom. Her bad premonition was confirmed at this moment—Morgan Ashworth had arrived!

The pitch-black night immediately turned bright with lights, and many people rushed out, surrounding the place. Morgan Ashworth walked over with big strides, his handsome face flickering in the firelight, looking extremely cold and terrifying.

"Morgan, listen to my explanation..." Willow grabbed Morgan Ashworth’s sleeve, eager to explain.

Morgan Ashworth looked at Willow coldly, "I’ll deal with you later!"

Then Morgan Ashworth turned to the heir of The Western Reaches, "Heir of The Western Reaches, I’ve treated you like an honored guest. Do you really think you can come and go as you please on my territory?"

"Heir of Ashworth, I think you’ve misunderstood. I mean no harm, I just came to talk to Cynthia tonight."

Morgan Ashworth snorted coldly, "If that’s the case, then please stay, heir of The Western Reaches. I’d like to have a good conversation with you!"

Morgan’s men wanted to move forward to seize the heir of The Western Reaches, but the heir had also brought his men, and the two sides immediately faced off, at daggers drawn.

"Heir of Ashworth, are you really trying to make me your enemy here?" the heir of The Western Reaches said unhappily.

Willow didn’t want to see Morgan fight others because of her. She whispered, "Morgan, the heir of The Western Reaches and I are innocent, believe me."

"Believe you?" Morgan’s lips curled into a mocking arc, "Ask yourself how many times I’ve trusted you, but each time you disappointed me. My trust in you only led to your deeper betrayal!"

Morgan’s eyes reddened. He really wanted to be with her, but she was just a little liar!

"Morgan, I didn’t lie to you. On the contrary, you hid from me that you hadn’t completely detoxified from the poison of the heart-seeking weed, right?" Willow didn’t want him to misunderstand anymore. She didn’t want them to fall into this vicious cycle, so she could only be honest.

Morgan’s eyebrows furrowed sharply, "You know?"

"Yes, I know. But since you didn’t say anything, I didn’t expose you. I invited the heir of The Western Reaches over tonight just to contact my mom. My mom will definitely save you."

Morgan stared at Willow with a dark and obscure gaze, "You still want to contact your family, you still want to leave me, don’t you?"

"How could you think that? I’m not, I haven’t..."

Morgan clamped her delicate shoulder with his hand, shaking her twice vigorously, "Willow, no wonder you’re so eager to contact your mom. Do you already know that I have the heart-seeking weed poison in me and that I don’t have much time left to live? You don’t have the patience to serve a dying man, so you want to escape from here?"

Willow’s eyes widened. She really didn’t anticipate that her honesty would lead to an even bigger misunderstanding.

But she couldn’t blame him; it was all a karmic consequence of her own actions.

"Willow?" The heir of The Western Reaches was shocked, looking at Morgan and Willow, "Could Cynthia be the Princess of Alani, the first crown princess Willow? My God, Morgan, have you lost your mind? Everyone outside says Willow is already dead, yet you’ve tricked everyone and brought Willow here, turning the noble princess and crown princess into your Cynthia maidservant? Morgan, you’re truly insane; I think you’re a madman!"

The heir of The Western Reaches was truly shocked. Who would have thought that the famous first crown princess Princess of Alani had turned into a beautiful little maidservant beside Morgan? This heir of Ashworth must be a pervert!

Morgan certainly knew how crazy he was. Look, everyone thought he was insane. Between him and Willow, it was always he who was longing for this highborn lady; he was the one in humble and devout existence.

"Someone, keep the heir of The Western Reaches here and invite him for some tea," Morgan ordered, then tugged Willow by her fair wrist, leading her inside.

...

In the master bedroom, Morgan kicked open the door, roughly tossing Willow inside.

Willow couldn’t stand steadily and fell directly onto the soft large bed. She sat up, only to see Morgan advancing step by step with a sinisterly handsome face.

He was truly angry; the chilling aura was terrifying enough to make one shudder.

"Morgan, let’s just talk. You really misunderstood me. I never wanted to leave here; I just wanted to save you."

Morgan snorted coldly, not believing at all, "Willow, do you think I’ll still believe you?"

With that, Morgan raised his hand and unbuttoned his shirt.

Willow realized the danger and shrank back a little, "What... what do you want to do?"

"What do you think I want to do? Didn’t you want to know if I’m truly a man? I’ll give you the answer right now!"

Willow wanted to escape, but Morgan easily dragged her back, pulling her under him.

"Morgan, don’t do this..." Willow used her tiny hands to press his chest.

"Don’t do this? Then why didn’t you say so when you seduced me before, playing games with me? Ultimately, you’re just deceiving me, without an ounce of sincerity; you’re a little liar full of lies!"

Morgan cursed her through gritted teeth; he hated her deceit and also hated his own foolishness. He shouldn’t have been played by her!

Willow realized her situation was only getting worse. She compromised, "If you want it, then I’ll give it to you. But let go of me a little; you’re hurting me..."

Eventually, she was going to be his woman. If he wanted it, she would of course be willing, but he was too rough—this was their first time, and she was very scared.

Morgan assumed she was playing more tricks, "Willow, you better behave, or else... I have hundreds of brothers outside, and I’m sure they’d also like to taste what the First Crown Princess is like!"

Did he say that?

Willow was furious and bit his shoulder hard.

Morgan let her bite, narrowed his scarlet eyes, and then pulled at her clothing...

He froze.