The Lambert family boasted a deep-rooted, prestigious heritage intertwined with ties to the Capitol. Their elite status made them a pillar of influence and power. Carly was determined to uncover Allie’s identity, but the Lambert and Alvarez families had taken extraordinary measures to shield her from public scrutiny. Despite Carly’s efforts, Allie remained hidden.

Melody, too, found this strange. “Carly, I heard Allie’s at Yorbine University. I checked everyone with the last name Lambert, but I still couldn’t find her.”

Carly replied, “Melody, Mary doesn’t accept me, so I need the Lambert family’s support. Allie is crucial to me. Getting close to her and gaining her favor will allow me to marry Adam and become Mrs. Alvarez.”

Carly excelled at this game. Benjamin, Melody, and the other wealthy heirs in Adam’s friend group were fond of her. Therefore, befriending Allie was essential. Allie represented the crucial support of Adam’s mother’s side—the Lambert family.

Melody nodded. “Carly, I’ll keep looking. I’m also curious about Allie.”

Carly couldn’t find Adam in the luxurious private room; he hadn’t returned. She found him in the lounge, sitting on the couch.

He’d drunk quite a bit of wine and seemed in a bad mood. His phone rested on the coffee table; he leaned back, legs extended and resting on the table, eyes closed. His right hand, adorned with an exquisite luxury watch, gently massaged his tired brow.

Even after all this time, Carly remained utterly captivated by Adam; her heart raced uncontrollably. Love often begins with admiration. Adam, the golden child of wealth, power, and status, exuded effortless dominance, even in his relaxed posture. This commanding presence both captivated and intimidated Carly.

She approached him lightly from behind and gently massaged his temples. Her touch was perfectly calibrated to ease the tension. Adam withdrew his hand as his frown relaxed.

Carly teased, “Mr. Alvarez, you won’t even open your eyes? Are you that easily pleased, letting just any girl massage you?”

A smirk played on his lips as he grasped her wrist, pulling her onto his lap. He lazily opened his eyes, meeting her gaze. “And which girl, besides you, would dare?”

At his age, Adam had mastered sensuality. His flirtatious manner was casually teasing yet undeniably magnetic.

Carly chuckled, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Why didn’t you return to the room?”

“Celine.”

The mention of Celine brought frustration and exhaustion to his handsome face.

“Adam, I ran into Celine in the washroom. Guess what she said?” They’d lost contact after she went to Yorbine University. Adam asked indifferently, “What?”

“She called you her ‘used, second-hand product’ and said you’re ‘not clean’!” Carly was still angry.

Adam was speechless. He clicked his tongue and sneered. She dared say that! He could almost see her sharp expression.

Carly touched his face. His stunning looks and physique were irresistible. Her heart fluttered as she gazed at him, playfully commanding, “Adam, kiss me!”