Megan nestled against Jason like a small bird, watching the dance drama.The entire experience felt peaceful, warm, and quietly intimate.
When the performance ended, she checked her phone.There were many messages — several from her roommates:
"The VIP treatment is back!"
There was also a message directly from Manager himself — his tone full of flattery and deference.
Megan immediately understood:Someone must have seen her arrive with Jason.How they learned didn't matter — only the results did.
As long as she was by Jason's side, respect returned naturally.
When she went to Azure Pavilion again, she would once again be treated like the boss's wife.
There was also a message from her father:
Confirmed they want him to join the company — $6,500 per month, full benefits.
Then, a message — had turned warm again, apologizing for being "busy earlier" and inviting Megan to dinner to make up for it.
Megan drew a slow breath.Everything had returned.This was the feeling she longed for.
When they exited the grand theater, the evening wind was sharp.This time, instead of playfully hiding behind Jason, Megan clung firmly to his arm — pressing her whole body close.Her hand even slipped into his coat pocket, warming her fingers against his.
The closeness felt even stronger than before — an unspoken pull, a familiar warmth, like something instinctive.
"Jason, aren't you cold?" Megan asked softly.
She noticed his collar exposed — so she untied her scarf and, tiptoeing, wrapped it gently around his neck.
Her movements were slow, careful, intimate —her breath brushing lightly across his skin.
The scarf carried her warmth, her faint perfume —and Jason had to admit —the feeling was like being in a romance.
Jason smiled."Senior, where are we going next?"
Megan smiled back gently, unable to hide the softness in her gaze."I'll listen to you, Jason. Wherever you want to go."
Jason leaned slightly closer, voice low:"I just bought a house. Come see it with me."
He helped her into the car. Inside was warm — he didn't worry about her catching cold.
Megan didn't ask where they were going — she simply followed.
But as the car drove along the lakeside roads she knew so well, her expression shifted—
"Jason…" she blinked, surprised,"You don't mean a house here by Silvercrest Lake, do you? I was just here today, and you… bought a house here? What kind of coincidence is that?"
Jason Carter smiled and said, "It's not a coincidence. The scenery here is beautiful — and you like it, Megan. So I bought a place here."
Megan was speechless.
He bought a house because the scenery was nice?Was that something a normal person just… says?
Homes near Silvercrest Lake were extremely expensive —especially the ones along Gingko Row — the prices were absurd.
Just then, the car turned down Gingko Row, lined with golden leaves, and stopped at a gated lakefront villa community.
Megan stepped out of the car and drew in a sharp breath.
This was Silvercrest Garden Villas — where each unit was rumored to be valued at over $15 million.The landscaping, the private lake access, the garden-style design — opulent, serene, and elegant.
She knew Jason could afford something like this, sure…But to buy one casually, like a last-minute errand?
Before she could even react, Jason had already unlocked the door of Villa No. 8 and gently guided her inside.
Megan followed a step behind, still stunned.
"I heard all these villas sold out ages ago. How did you get one?" she asked softly.
"With an extra $1.5 million on top," Jason replied casually."There's always someone willing to sell if the price is right."
Megan froze.
He spoke of $1.5 million the way others spoke of loose change.
When he bought Azure Pavilion before… those tens of millions truly had been nothing to him.
Her gaze toward him grew even softer — even hungrier.
Megan: Favorability +2.
Megan Chen — Status Updated
Age: 22Appearance: 8.3Height: 168 cmWeight: 52 kgFavorability: 84 → 90Ex-boyfriends: NoneSTDs: NoneSpecial Ability: "Opportunity Insight" — Detects key life chances to secure the best outcome.
Jason led her through the villa.
"How is it? Comfortable?" Jason asked with a relaxed smile."The mattress, sheets, sofas — all brand new today. We can adjust the decor later.I really trust your taste, Megan. Help me design it, alright?"
But Megan wasn't looking at the villa anymore.
Because she knew very clearly:
With Jason — she could have any villa.Without him — she would have none.
Status. Security. Power.That was what she wanted most.
She stepped closer, helping him remove the scarf around his neck.Their chests brushed together. Their breath mingled.
This time, she did not look away.
She tightened both hands around the scarf, pulling Jason down toward her, and kissed him — her lips soft, warm, lingering.
Pulling back only slightly, she whispered against his lips:
"Jason… thank you.For standing up for me at Azure Pavilion.For helping my dad solve what no one else could for two years.You've always been my hero.When we were in Miami… you must've had a hard time holding back, right?"
Jason smirked."It was okay. I think you suffered more."
Megan's face flushed lightly as she glared at him playfully."Then let's see who can hold out longer tonight.If you dare."
She looped her arms around his neck, her entire body pressing against him —her lips brushing his — her teeth gently tugging his lower lip.Her eyes shimmered with warmth and challenge.
Jason exhaled, defeated.
"Alright. You win."
He lifted her into his arms, and Megan gave a soft, surprised laugh as he carried her into the bedroom.
The door closed.
Soon, faint, breathless sounds began from inside—
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