"On the 15th of this month, William and I are getting married. You must come!"

In the cafe, Olivia sat with an open red invitation in front of her. The names 'Emma' and 'William' on it were unusually eye-catching.

Facing the provocation from her stepsister Emma, Olivia clenched her fists slightly, enduring the pain, and responded with an impassive expression, "I won't go. If I go, it would only be to present you with sulfuric acid."

Emma, her step-sister, now snatched her boyfriend of four years from college. Even after all this time, she still couldn't believe that it was true. She fell seriously ill and just recently started to recover, but Emma was going to marry William so soon, again a knife was inserted deep into her heart.

She knew that Emma was doing this on purpose, just to see her in pain.

Emma smirked, "You wouldn't do that, you've always been your mom's obedient daughter, how could you ever do something that would get your mom beaten by my dad? Anyway, if I don't see you on the 15th, I will tell Dad about your mom's Twenty thousand dollars gambling debt that she owes to the underground moneylenders, and you should know what the consequences would be."

Olivia remained expressionless, watching Emma's provocative gaze. As Emma picked up her LV bag and strutted out of the café like a proud peacock, Olivia noticed her palm was bleeding from her nails digging into it.

Twenty thousand dollars... a staggering ten million...

Olivia took out her phone suddenly, quickly dialed a number and as soon as the call connected she asked, "About that thing you mentioned last time, has the other party found a suitable candidate yet?"

Olivia glanced at the now-empty seat across from her. The pungent smell of perfume still lingered in the air, making her feel repulsed.

The next second, Olivia said, "Then introduce me to her. I don't have any bad habits, I am healthy, and… I am very clean, I should meet her requirements."

The winter wind felt especially cold.

Olivia walked out of the café, looked up at the overcast sky, and smiled.

Two days later, Olivia resigned from her editor job at the newspaper and got into a Rolls-Royce Phantom that came specifically to pick her up. The driver glanced at her, expressionless.

The Cameron family was the wealthiest in the province, with substantial financial resources and businesses all over the country and abroad. Thinking about her imminent meeting with Mrs. Cameron, Olivia was a little nervous, her palms sweaty.

When Olivia finally saw Lady Cameron, she understood what it meant to be a 'wealthy woman'.

"Cameron...Lady Cameron..." Olivia looked at Lady Cameron, who was adorned with jewels, dazzling and full of elegance, and she became even more nervous than when she was in the car.

Lady Cameron sat in her high chair, sizing her up from head to toe, especially focusing on her chest and rear, which made Olivia's stomach tighten instantly.

"So you still are fresh out of the cocoon?" Lady Cameron asked coldly.

"Yes." Olivia thought about the decision she had made and suddenly felt less nervous, answering calmly.

"Ben, take her to the hospital for a physical examination. I need a health certification report and a virginity certification." Lady Cameron said to the butler standing nearby.

This was to confirm that Olivia had no genetic physical health issues and that Olivia was indeed a virgin!

Olivia had already learned about all these necessary procedures from her classmates. Although she felt humiliated, she silently endured all because compared to the pain that Emma and William had brought her, she could bear all of this.

After a long afternoon, Olivia followed Ben back to Cameron's house with a pale face, and then Lady Cameron had a servant change her into a set of expensive clothes and push her into a room.

The moment Olivia heard the door being locked, her heart skipped a beat. Added to the fact that there was no light in the room, her heart was filled with fear and anxiety.

Just then, somebody suddenly lunged at her. She failed to dodge in time and was knocked to the ground with a cry, a jolt of pain traveling up her spine!

"So it's you, huh? Offering yourself up?" A voice sounded from above, slightly hoarse as if he was trying to restrain something.

Being insulted out of nowhere as a woman offering herself, Olivia’s first reaction was to think that she had entered the wrong room. But when the force pinning her down began to tear at the robe she had just put on, her face paled, and she quickly fought back: "You’ve mistaken me for someone else! Let me go immediately!"

"Mistaken you?" The voice sneered incredulously. "Dare you say that you are not here to have my child? Dare you say that you didn’t take ten million from the Cameron family? Even if you are a virgin, it doesn’t change the fact that you are promiscuous!”

Olivia was stupefied, she never expected that the person pinning her down was… the man with whom she intended to strike a deal, the young heir of the Cameron family, Jayden!

She didn't know what to say.

Because she did sell herself in exchange for ten million from the Cameron family. She agreed...to be a surrogate for the Cameron family's young heir; to bear a child for the Cameron Family.

"What? Lost your tongue?" Jayden sneered. With a strength coming from an unknown source, he stood up, pulled Olivia up, took a few steps to the side of the table, and suddenly started force-feeding her with alcohol.

"Cough...cough...no...stop..." Olivia's mouth was rudely grasped, and he forced alcohol into her mouth, causing her to cough uncontrollably.

Jayden showed no mercy, pouring half a bottle of alcohol into Olivia's stomach, and then let go and watched as her fits of coughing brought tears to her eyes.

Olivia coughed for a long time, and when she thought the torturous experience had passed, she suddenly felt a strange sensation surge through her body that she had never felt before. This made her legs weak, leaving her kneeling on the cold floor.

"How come..." Olivia covered her wildly beating chest, gasping slightly. She couldn't understand why drinking alcohol would give her this feeling. It was as if she felt... a bit hollow...

"You think if you hadn't been drugged, I would touch a woman like you?" Jayden's eyes were ice cold without warmth. His attractive, thin lips curled up in a sneer. "I just want to see how desperate you are to sell yourself so eagerly!"

Olivia wasn't a heavy drinker. Under the combined effects of alcohol and strong medication, she quickly lost consciousness. When Jayden approached her, she clung to him, her little hands caressing his chest back and forth, murmuring, "So uncomfortable..."

Deep mockery surfaced in Jayden's eyes. He emotionlessly ripped the gown off of Olivia. Yet, his cold eyes momentarily faltered when met with her flawless, icy skin.

She had a devilish figure, and her skin was simply stunning.

A pity that she would sell herself for money.

Upon seeing Jayden's coldly mocking and disdainful eyes, Olivia regained consciousness for a few seconds, but the drug left her unable to control her rationality.

"Truly a lowly woman!" Losing his patience, Jayden pushed Olivia beneath him. An intense storm was about to ensue...