“Ms. Clark!” Jim exclaimed in shock as he quickly caught Kylie. “Mr. Vance, Ms. Clark has passed out!” Samuel sneered. “Call an ambulance if she has fainted. I can’t do anything; I’m not a doctor.” Jim was stunned. Then, he thought about it and said, “Mr. Vance Senior’s sudden illness yesterday was quite strange, considering he hasn’t had an episode in the past two years. Plus, his condition requires long-term care. Anything happening to Ms. Clark might delay his treatment. “If you suspect her involvement, why don’t you get her to stay at Hythe Villa? Keeping her under your watch will expose any ulterior motives she may have. And if she’s innocent, living under the same roof might help nurture feelings between you two.” Samuel’s expression darkened. “Do you have too much free time on your hands, Jim?” Jim immediately fell silent. Vincent had remained healthy for two years but conveniently fell ill on the very day the two families were discussing marriage. On top of that, Kylie just happened to bring silver needles and seized the chance to force a marriage. It was all too coincidental. As the thought crossed Samuel’s mind, he said, “Call Sebastian over.” Still wearing his white coat, Sebastian Miller barely had time to change his clothes as he rushed to Hythe Villa, speeding through two red lights on the way. When he saw a woman lying on the couch, his eyes widened in shock. “Wow, getting engaged really changes a man. But with her frail body, I’d suggest you take it slow.” Unaware of Samuel’s forced marriage, Sebastian teased him while walking toward the coffee table with his medical kit. “But applying medicine should be your job.” “Shut up. It’s not what you think.” Samuel cut him off, and his dark eyes filled with rage. “Huh?” Sebastian raised an eyebrow in confusion. Samuel impatiently snapped, “Just check on her. She suddenly fainted.” Sebastian looked skeptical. “Are you sure she just fainted and it wasn’t because…” Over the years, Iris was the only woman who’d ever set foot in Hythe Villa. As Samuel’s childhood friend, Sebastian knew about his feelings for her. Yesterday was Iris’ 20th birthday and their engagement day. It’d be a lie to say there wouldn’t be anything sexual after the engagement party. Samuel’s phone rang again. He glanced at the number, and a hint of impatience flashed across his eyes. “Stop talking nonsense and hurry up.” As Sebastian stepped closer and finally saw the woman on the couch, he was stunned. It wasn’t Iris! Though the lady was slim, she had exquisite facial features and flawless skin. She was a natural beauty who completely outshone Iris. He shot Samuel a meaningful look, but seeing the cold expression on Samuel’s face, he dared not ask questions. Instead, he quickly examined her and said, “Relax, it’s just hypoglycemia from malnutrition. Give her some sugar, and she’ll wake up soon.” After setting up an IV drip, Sebastian couldn’t resist asking curiously, “Aren’t you going to introduce her to me?” “She’s no one important. You don’t need to know.” Even if Kylie saved Vincent, she’d remain a hidden wife who’d forever hide in the shadows. Sebastian smirked. “If she’s not important, why bring her to Hythe Villa and hide her here? Now, you’re acting more like a man. It’s the modern age, and just because Iris saved your life doesn’t mean you have to marry her. You could just give her a fortune instead of promising a marriage.” Samuel’s eyes turned icy as he shot Sebastian a sharp look. “Iris is the only woman I’ve ever wanted to marry. Are you leaving or not?” A chill ran down Sebastian’s spine. He sheepishly brushed his nose, grabbed his medical kit, and left. As soon as he exited Hythe Villa, he whipped out his phone and excitedly exclaimed, “You guys will never believe what I just saw at Hythe Villa! Gather at Zouk Lounge now!” Meanwhile, Samuel left after instructing Jim, “Watch over her.” … Kylie slowly regained consciousness as the IV drip was coming to an end. She blinked in a daze and took in her surroundings. The bedside lamp cast a warm yellow glow over the black-and-white-toned room and dark blue down comforter. It was an unfamiliar scene. Where was she? Could this be Hythe Villa? Kylie wasn’t sure if she considered herself lucky or not. She’d ended up staying here after all. Her unlucky constitution had her passing out due to hypoglycemia. Samuel probably thought she was scheming and used all sorts of tricks to get close to him. Just then, her phone rang. She picked it up and noticed it was a call from Celia Llyod, so she hurriedly answered, “Celia, why are you calling me this late at night? Is something wrong?” “Kyls, I just saw Iris with Scott!” Celia’s voice came from the noisy background. Kylie immediately sat up and removed the IV. “Where are you?” “I’m at work. At Zouk Lounge.” Celia was Kylie’s childhood friend from the same village. She’d struggled academically and started working after middle school. She sold liquor at Zouk Lounge. Though there was no base salary, she earned over a thousand dollars a month in tips and commissions. Kylie hailed a cab straight to Zouk Lounge. … Zouk Lounge was a top-tier private club in Seaville and an exclusive VIP-only establishment known for its strict confidentiality. It was a lavish playground for the rich. Kylie followed Celia through the staff entrance and entered the club. She was determined to catch Iris red-handed and expose her true colors. Instead of rushing in recklessly, she disguised herself by putting on a club uniform and wearing a curly brown wig. Then, she applied heavy makeup and headed to Room 806. As she pushed through the door, she heard unmistakable intimate sounds. “I told you not to contact me for now. If we get caught, our plan will be ruined.” Iris cooed playfully. “Don’t be scared, babe. Samuel is cold and indifferent. Let me take care of you instead,” a man replied. Samuel had never touched Iris, but he was extremely generous with his money. Scott Dalton sneered and continued, “So what if Samuel is rich and powerful? He looks good but is completely useless in bed.” He was spending Samuel’s money and sleeping with his woman—nothing felt better! Kylie had suspected their affair, but actually witnessing it left her shaken. She’d never expected them to have gone this far. That was just shameless! This was another reason she’d forced Samuel to break the engagement and marry her instead. She quickly switched her phone to night mode and snapped a few pictures. Just as she prepared to record a video, a deep male voice sounded behind him. “What are you doing?” Shocked, Iris quickly pushed Scott away. “Someone’s here!” “We’re at Zouk Lounge. No one would dare ruin our fun,” Scott irritatedly muttered, still immersed in their moments of intimacy. “Idiot!” Iris snapped. She kicked him away, picked up her clothes, and hastily dressed. Then, she rushed out. Despite Kylie’s disguise, Iris recognized her instantly. Her eyes flickered to the phone clutched in Kylie’s hand, and her flushed face paled. “Stop right there, Kylie! Why are you here?” Before Kylie could answer, she turned to Scott. “Quick! Grab her phone!” As they struggled, their commotion attracted many onlookers. That was when the door to Room 808 opened, and a familiar, tall figure stepped out. Samuel? What was he doing here? Iris spotted him too. She was momentarily stunned but quickly curved her lips into a smirk. Then, she muttered, “You brought this upon yourself, Kylie.” Before Kylie could react, Iris threw herself into Samuel’s arms and cried, “Samuel, save me!”