In the garage, Roland settled into the black limousine and once again saw the driver, a woman with long, icy-blue hair.
To be honest, he couldn’t shake the feeling that her hair resembled Kawasaki Sakura’s too closely, making him suspect she might be Sakura’s mother.
If that’s true, what a coincidence! he thought. Wouldn’t that an I did sothing incredibly embarrassing in front of my classmate’s mother?
And if she tells her daughter, how will I ever face Sakura again?
But after a mont’s reflection, he reasoned she probably wouldn’t tell anyone. After all, such matters were best kept private. Besides, it wasn’t even certain she was Sakura’s mother.
Roland decided to break the ice. "Mrs. Kawasaki, long ti no see."
Mrs. Kawasaki hadn’t expected Roland to greet her first. Since she had ulterior motives toward him, she responded warmly, "Young Master Roland, it’s been too long."
"Young Master?" Roland paused, surprised. So she sees as a wealthy heir? But considering his current financial status, he supposed he did qualify. Shrugging it off, he continued, "Never mind. I have a question for you, Mrs. Kawasaki."
"Young Master, please ask," Saki said, her voice tinged with curiosity.
"I’m curious about your perspective on what happened in the car before. After all, you were there..."
"I’m just a driver. I don’t pry into other people’s affairs. If I had to say, I don’t see anything wrong with it."
"You really feel that way?" Roland was surprised. He had assud she was feigning indifference to keep her job, but he hadn’t expected her to actually approve.
"Yes. The day I beca a driver, I made peace with this. If Young Master wishes, I would be honored to serve you." Saki seized the opportunity to voice her intentions directly.
She had been struggling to find the right mont to bring this up. After all, she couldn’t just ask Roland if he wanted to sleep with her the mont they talk—that would make her seem cheap. And if he refused, she might lose her job.
So, being able to slip her plan into the conversation was perfect.
She used the word "serve," positioning herself as a maid and avoiding any hint of presumption. But beneath the surface, her true goal was to get pregnant by accident.
She believed that with her still youthful appearance, if she expressed her willingness to offer herself, he wouldn’t refuse to play along.
After all, Roland seed to have a thing for older won.
"Huh? You... you’re willing too?" Roland was genuinely surprised this ti. Had he suddenly stumbled into a streak of good luck with older won? Why were won suddenly throwing themselves at him?
Was this the kind of life only the super-rich could experience?
Being rich... it really is great.
"Yes, I’m willing to serve you, Young Master. You may use whenever you desire," Saki said earnestly, nodding.
"I see... then... co here," Roland said, still reeling from this unexpected turn of events. As a self-confessed "milf-lover," how could he possibly pass up such an opportunity?
Roland admitted to himself that he was becoming increasingly unfaithful, practically indistinguishable from a scumbag. But if the other party was willing, wasn’t it just mutual attraction?
How could mutual attraction make him a scumbag? He wasn’t shirking his responsibilities!
Besides, what was the point of pretending to be pure or innocent now?
Just look at how many won he had fucked!
Roland quickly patted the seat beside him, and the amnesiac Saki eagerly moved over. He had thought that after savoring the charms of Yukio and Kasumi, two exceptional won, he had beco numb to the allure of married won.
Yet, when an unexpected new Saki offered herself so readily, he found he could still maintain his "original intentions and zeal"—a truly remarkable feat!
Ahem, well, "remarkable" might be a stretch. Don’t follow his example, folks!
"Yes," Saki replied, her heart racing with joy. She couldn’t believe how easily she had succeeded. Could this an her daughter’s surgery fees were within reach?
You never know until you try, she thought. I can’t let this opportunity slip away.
If things worked out, wonderful. If not... well, she was growing older and losing her looks anyway. She wasn’t so concerned about her virtue anymore. She could just consider it... one last indulgence.
That was the only way she could rationalize it.
Saki hurried from the driver’s seat to Roland’s side, settling close beside him, her pulse quickening.
After all, what she was doing was a form of betrayal, a kind of selling herself. This was the first ti she had ever engaged in such a degrading act, and her nerves were on edge.
"I’m curious, Mrs. Kawasaki," Roland said, wrapping his arm around her and pulling another married woman into his embrace. "Why are you doing this?"
"I... I don’t want to deceive you. The truth is, I’m desperately short on money," Saki said hesitantly, finally revealing her true motive.
I’ll have to tell him sooner or later. If I wait until after, he might think I’m trying to scam him, especially given the large sum I need.
"So, you’re doing all this for money?" Roland asked, realization dawning on him. I knew Mrs. Kawasaki seed like such an upright mother. Why would she willingly give herself away for free?
Money makes perfect sense.
Maybe I really should go through with this. If I don’t, she might find soone else to sell herself to for the money.
If soone has to defile her, it might as well be .
Wouldn’t it be a waste to let such a virtuous mother be ruined by soone else?
"Yes," Saki said sadly. "My younger daughter was in a car accident and needs a very expensive surgery soon. I’ve run out of options."
"So it’s for your daughter... That’s understandable. How much do you still need?"
"Still... ten million yen."
"That’s quite a sum..."
"I know it’s a lot, but I have no other choice. Young Master, please help . I’m willing to serve you for the rest of my life!" Saki pleaded, her face filled with desperation.
"This..." Roland hesitated.
His hesitation wasn’t about spending the ten million yen, but whether it was right to take advantage of a mother willing to sacrifice everything for her daughter.
Still, ten million yen was no small sum. He couldn’t be morally blackmailed into giving it away for free, could he? Roland remained torn until his mother intervened, sending him a System Mission:
**Temporary Mission: Accept Mrs. Kawasaki’s request!
Mission Requirents: Gift Kawasaki Saki ten million yen to aid her younger daughter’s recovery.
Mission Rewards: Lock Kawasaki Saki as your own, unlock the Kawasaki Family conquest mission, and receive 500 Points.
Fine, Mom’s pushing into this. How can I refuse?
Besides, Roland was now almost certain that the Yukino driver’s was indeed Sakura’s mother. After all, they shared the Kawasaki surna and both had long, ice-blue hair.
"I understand. I’ll cover all the dical expenses. From now on, you’ll be my woman," Roland declared, accepting the mission outright.
Saki was overjoyed!
Then, she noticed the young master’s lips drawing closer to hers.
Knowing what was coming, Saki blushed and closed her eyes. A soft pressure t her lips, and sothing small and tender slipped into her mouth. She offered no resistance, cooperating fully.
Soon, their clothes lay discarded, skin rubbed against skin, and... she felt a thrust. Mmm... Young Master, please defile as you wish!
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