An American knife seller? No, please acknowledge me as your godfather.

At the top of the stairs, Katie's intense gaze remained fixed on Lynn.

God knows how she got through those few hours.

Tonight, she kept refreshing her OnlyFans account.

After confirming that the number of new paid fans had surged to over 1300 today, I was in a state of extreme excitement.

I can't sleep, I just can't sleep.

I couldn't quite tell whether it was the excitement of seeing US dollars deposited into my account or the fear of uncertainty about the future; in short, my feelings were extremely complicated.

The money came too fast and too easily!

It was so easy that it completely changed her worldview in just a few days.

Before she earned much money, she was extremely resistant to those shameful and revealing yoga poses.

But now I see real, withdrawable US dollar earnings in the backend.

Although I still feel ashamed, my psychological tolerance threshold has been raised to an unbelievable level.

After witnessing how much money can be made simply by wearing less clothing, my conservative mindset finally changed.

A feeling that skirting the line wasn't necessarily unacceptable arose subtly within me.

Just as she was lying in bed, having a fierce internal struggle, she suddenly heard the sound of Lynn's old Camry turning off.

She woke up almost instantly.

But soon, she realized something was wrong.

Ten minutes passed, half an hour passed, two hours passed!

She never heard Lynn's footsteps go upstairs again.

Recalling the drastically different and flawed statements between Lynn and her mother yesterday, a chilling suspicion began to take root in her mind.

"You stayed up all night blocking the street just to ask me this?"

Hearing this pointed question, Lynn's expression turned somewhat helpless.

He thought the girl was acting crazy in the middle of the night.

"Answer me, look in my eyes!" Katie suddenly growled in a low voice like an angry little lion.

In the dim light, a strange light seemed to flicker in the eyes that were staring straight at Lynn.

"Oh, I'm so tired, I accidentally fell asleep on the sofa downstairs."

Lynn rubbed her temples, gave a casual reply, and turned to go upstairs.

It's not that I'm trying to hide anything from Katie, but I can't just pat her on the shoulder and say, "I just came out of your mother's room, now you should call me Dad," can I?

Katie's new account shoot is scheduled for tomorrow at the latest.

He didn't want these trivial matters to affect the mood of this cash cow at this critical juncture.

"etc!"

Seeing Lynn about to leave, Katie suddenly took a step forward, stretching out her slender arm to block him, her teeth clenched and her eyes reddening: "You're lying! I don't believe you!"

"Believe it or not, go back to sleep!"

Lynn was too lazy to waste words with this rebellious teenage girl. She simply reached out and roughly pushed aside the arm blocking her way, then started walking up the stairs.

"Wait!" Katie opened her mouth, then turned around again, still determined to catch up, and tried to grab Lynn's clothes.

"That's enough!"

Lynn suddenly turned around and looked down at Katie, his previously lazy gaze instantly turning as sharp as a knife.

This low growl was full of power, carrying a chilling aura of authority.

Instantly, Katie froze on the spot as if she had been frozen in place.

A chill ran down my spine, from the soles of my feet straight to the top of my head, and goosebumps instantly rose on my arms from fear.

Her cheeks, which had been flushed with anger, now felt a burning sting.

At this time, in this dimly lit stairwell, the two of them stood in this superior position...

All of this was both too familiar and too terrifying for her!

The last time was in this very spot, just as she was trying to challenge Lynn's authority, she was mercilessly slapped hard across the face by Sui Dang!

Before anyone could react, Lynn had already raised his right hand expressionlessly.

"what……"

Katie's breath caught in her throat, and she instinctively closed her eyes tightly.

Everyone froze instantly, resignedly preparing to face the fiery whipping and punishment.

One second... two seconds...

However, the expected burning pain did not fall on his face for a long time.

The next moment, she suddenly felt a large, hot hand gently pinch her chin.

hum-

The intense tingling sensation instantly struck his heart like an electric current, causing him to go limp and barely be able to stand.

Lynn gently pinched Katie's chin with his fingers, forcing her to raise her head and look up at him in an almost playful manner.

Looking at the girl's trembling eyelashes and tightly closed eyes, Lynn tugged at the corners of his mouth, his voice deep and magnetic:

"Good girl, don't ask questions you shouldn't ask. You're too tired today, go back to your room and rest. Oh, and don't get dark circles under your eyes. Don't forget our filming tomorrow."

After saying that, Lynn let go of his hand and turned to walk towards her attic without any hesitation.

Katie was left standing there, bewildered and disoriented, in the wind.

Staring intently at Lynn's broad back as it gradually disappeared into the darkness, he bit his lower lip hard, his eyes filled with an extremely complex mix of emotions.

Just a second before Lynn's figure was about to completely disappear around the corner of the attic.

Suddenly, as if making some earth-shattering decision, Katie gripped the hem of her dress tightly and cried out in a trembling, almost morbid voice:

"No, not tomorrow! I want to film now!"

"Now?"

Hearing Katie's somewhat obsessive and emotional words, Lynn decisively shook her head and refused: "If you don't sleep, I do. Look at the time! We'll shoot tomorrow!"

"No way!" Katie's tone was extremely stubborn, and for the first time ever, she stepped forward and grabbed Lynn's wrist tightly.

His bloodshot eyes stared directly at Lynn in the dimly lit corridor, and he gritted his teeth, enunciating each word clearly: "I want to! I want to film it now!"

Lynn's brows furrowed instantly, his tone revealing obvious impatience and coldness:

"What are you doing, causing such a ruckus in the middle of the night? I said we'll film tomorrow, so we'll film tomorrow! Can't you understand me? Let go!"

He discovered that this girl truly lived up to her reputation as Mrs. Hill's biological daughter; her stubborn temperament was exactly like that of a child!

However, Katie still clung to him tightly, biting her lower lip so hard it almost bled.

He stubbornly kept repeating the same phrase: "I want to film now!"

"Snapped!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a crisp, loud slap echoed through the corridor.

Lynn's large hand slapped Katie across the face without mercy.

He didn't hold back with the slap. With a painful groan, Katie staggered back two steps and leaned heavily against the door frame behind her.

Five bright red handprints appeared on her fair and pretty face at a visible speed, still shocking even under the dim corridor lights.

The slap cleared the fervor and confusion in Katie's eyes.

But unexpectedly, this time she didn't shed tears. She just covered her burning cheek tightly, her chest heaving violently.

"Are we still filming or not?"

Lynn took two steps forward expressionlessly, his tall figure instantly casting Katie into shadow, creating an oppressive atmosphere.

Katie didn't speak, her body trembling slightly uncontrollably.

I don't know if it's because of the burning pain on my face or some kind of secret, twisted excitement.

"You should have just behaved yourself earlier, why did you have to force me to take action?" Lynn coldly shook her hand and turned to continue upstairs.

He sighed inwardly, realizing how busy he was tonight. He had just finished dealing with the still-attractive Mrs. Hill downstairs, and now he had to come up and give his rebellious daughter a good scolding.

Even the donkeys in the production team don't work this long hours.

"etc!"

Just as Lynn stepped onto the steps, he heard Katie's gritted teeth voice again from behind.

Lynn turned around and saw Katie covering her face and looking up, the obsession in her eyes hadn't completely disappeared but had become even stronger: "I want to shoot now!"

At this moment, even Katie herself didn't know why she insisted on filming right now tonight.

I can't even figure out what my current mental state is.

Was it the financial incentive from those 1400 paying fans? Or was it simply wanting to spend more time with this dangerous man?

Or is it out of some kind of adolescent rebellion, simply wanting to cause trouble for the other person?

In short, after receiving a solid slap from Lynn, this idea in her mind became more resolute than ever before.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lynn raised an eyebrow, turned around, and approached Katie step by step again.

As the expressionless face drew closer, Katie instinctively raised her arm to cover her face.

I instinctively shrank back, but soon realized that there was no way to retreat behind me but the cold door frame.

"Heh... Interesting. You really want to film it now?"

Lynn stopped in his tracks, his unabashed gaze sweeping over Katie from head to toe, a hint of interest playing on his lips.

He truly hadn't expected that this seemingly arrogant girl would have such a hidden side.

This tendency to be abused is exactly the same as that of Mrs. Hill downstairs.

"Are you sure you really want to film this?" Lynn asked again in a low voice to confirm.

Katie nodded vigorously, her voice trembling but unusually firm: "Confirmed!"

Lynn stared at Katie for a full few seconds, then suddenly laughed: "Okay, I promise you."

Upon hearing this, Katie's tense nerves relaxed instantly, and she lowered her hands from her face.

But the next moment.

"Snapped!"

Another crisp, cracking sound!

Lynn slapped Katie across the other side of her face with a clean and decisive slap!