Chapter 2

The Murphy family.

Peyton sat on the sofa in the living room, her back stiff, her hands in front of her, fingers twisting anxiously, revealing her unease.

After leaving the hotel, she rushed to the Murphy family to meet her so-called fiancé. Despite feeling sore all over after last night, Peyton dared not be negligent.

The reason for this marriage had long been established: Brian Murphy, the son of the Murphy family, had chosen her out of all the wealthy and prestigious young ladies. And she needed this status, she needed money.

Peyton didn’t understand how this stroke of luck had fallen on her, but she didn’t have the right to refuse, nor did she want to refuse. For her, getting married to anyone had lost all meaning. She had only met Brian once, and they had little contact.

A Maserati slowly stopped by the garden fountain, and the servant respectfully opened the door to welcome the man getting out of the car: “Mr. Murphy.”

Steven Murphy got out of the car without looking around, and walked expressionlessly into the Murphy family’s peaceful and harmonious atmosphere.

Suddenly, Peyton heard footsteps behind her, getting closer and closer. She thought it was Brian finally arriving, so she quickly stood up and turned around, smiling sweetly, “Mr. Murphy…”

But when she saw who was coming towards her, Peyton’s clear and pleasant voice abruptly stopped. It was him? How could it be him? The man from the hotel?

Dressed in a suit and tie, he was imposing, exuding an undeniable aristocratic air. His features were handsome, his contours sharp, and his eyes deep and calm as he looked at her.

Peyton panicked, “Why are you here? Did you follow me? Although 102 dollars is a bit less, if you’re not satisfied, you could have told me earlier. You didn’t have to follow me all the way here, did you?”

Steven’s voice was clear and playful, “You tell me, which gigolo in the nightclub only charges 102 dollars?”

“You…”Peyton’s cheeks turned red instantly, “Please don’t say it.”

At this point, the Murphy family’s butler walked over, bent down slightly, and said respectfully, “Young Master.” Then the butler turned to her and nodded, “Miss Coleman.”

Peyton was stunned, “Butler, what are you saying? Did you just call him… Young Master?”

“Yes, Miss Coleman. I forgot to introduce him. This is Young Master, and he will be your big brother in the future.”

Steven stood tall and looked at Peyton’s face with great interest as it turned from red to white and back to red again.

Finally, Peyton bit her lip and called out very obediently, “Big Brother.”

This “Big Brother” made Steven’s heart flutter like a feather, tickling him inside.

Steven waved his hand, the butler nodded respectfully and quietly retreated.

Peyton stood there very uncomfortably, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw the butler walk out, then sneak a glance at Steven.

This glance made her realize that this man was Steven. Steven was a name that made everyone in Golden Valley tremble and deafening. He controlled all the economic lifelines of Golden Valley, and held a huge commercial empire in his hands.

He was born to be looked up to, and was unattainable. Moreover, he was extremely handsome, with a tall figure, distinct and deep facial features, but his character was very unpredictable.

Steven slowly walked up to her, his voice low, “Look up.”

Peyton didn’t move.

“Weren’t you very eloquent just now? Come on, we can continue to discuss what happened last night.”

“Big Brother,” Peyton was as obedient as a kitten, her voice soft and pleading, “Can we forget what happened last night?”

Steven’s lips curled up, but he answered very cleanly, “No, we can’t.”

Peyton’s face immediately fell: “Why?”

“The woman who slept with me and still took my money, I can’t just let her go.”

“So, you mean you’re not going to let go of this?” Peyton said while looking at him pitifully, hoping to soften his heart a little.

“Depends on my mood.”

Peyton’s expression tightened, and finally she couldn’t hold it anymore: “Steven! Do you know how outrageous this is?”

Steven wasn’t surprised by her anger or her pretend innocence. He even found her facade a bit annoying and wanted to take it off.

After all, she was quite passionate last night, like a little wildcat.

“Do you know my name?” he said, taking a step closer to her, “Say it again.”

“I…I of course know. You’re Brian’s brother, the head of the Murphy family, and the CEO of the Murphy Family Group.

You’re such a famous person, I can’t imagine anyone not knowing you.”

“So, you treated me like a gigolo last night?”

Peyton pouted: “Because I was drunk…”

Steven raised an eyebrow. It seemed she still didn’t know that she had been drugged last night?

He felt a complex emotion in his heart, then smiled lightly, and had a rough idea of what had happened.

“But I don’t like anyone touching what I’ve used, whether it’s an object or a woman.”

As soon as Steven said this, Peyton’s face turned white, and she looked at him somewhat helplessly.

What should she do now?

For Steven, this might just be a habit, or maybe just teasing her. But for Peyton, if someone else found out about what happened last night, she would be finished.

Brian would never marry her! And Steven, the most prestigious man in Golden Valley, would never marry her either!
Peyton couldn’t believe that the man from last night was Steven…

Otherwise, even if she had a hundred guts, she wouldn’t dare touch him, let alone sleep with him.

Peyton thought for a moment and decided to talk to him. She called out softly, “Big brother…”