Serena Bckwood's expression didn't change at all. Those two words, enough to make almost any woman's blood boil with desire, seemed to have no effect on her whatsoever.

  Only the blue veins on the backs of her hands, still tightly gripping Elias's colr, throbbed continuously, as if she was suppressing something.

  After a long silence, Serena suddenly let go of his colr. She raised her hand and gently patted Elias's cheek, smiling faintly. "Fine. You were pretty obedient this time."

  How could she possibly let Elias lead her around by the nose?

  When Elias didn't want to take his clothes off, she would force him to strip them off. When he chose to remove them himself, she would let him be.

  She wanted to make Elias understand that the power was always in her hands. She was his absolute master, and he should never try to anticipate her thoughts.

  Serena gnced at Elias's smooth thighs. "Get dressed. I don't want you getting sick again."

  Elias picked up his pants and was about to turn when Serena spoke again. "Where are you going? Put them on right here."

  As soon as the words left her mouth, the young man began to move. Right in front of Serena, he lifted one snow-white long leg, bent it, and slipped it into the pant leg, then did the same with the other leg.

  His T-shirt was pushed up to his waist by the movement of his elbows, losing all its covering function.

  Yet throughout the entire process, Elias remained completely expressionless. His movements were swift and natural, as if he didn't care in the slightest that he was being seen naked.

  Serena's gaze sharpened slightly. This request of hers was naturally meant to further trample Elias's dignity.

  Even though his body no longer held any secrets in front of her, exposure in bed and exposure outside of it had completely different meanings. The former was unavoidable, the tter pure humiliation.

  But to Serena's surprise, Elias's attitude was utterly indifferent, no different from a student being asked to come to the front of the lecture hall to complete an assignment the professor had given.

  Nothing more.

  Whether it was getting dressed at this moment or calling her "Master" earlier, it was all the same.

  That familiar stubbornness once again.

  But Serena didn't feel angry because of it. Instead, she slowly walked over, reached out, and pulled Elias into her embrace. Their bodies pressed tightly together, her palm resting against his soft yet resilient waist.

  Serena skillfully lifted Elias's chin once more. They were so close that they could clearly feel each other's breath, the air intertwining between them. The atmosphere somehow became suggestive and ambiguous.

  In this atmosphere, Serena smiled lightly and spoke slowly: "Were you always this cheap, or did you only turn into this... hm?" She deliberately let her words trail off, but she knew Elias would understand.

  Sure enough, the moment the words nded, waves finally stirred in Elias's calm eyes. It was like a tranquil deep pool being smashed by a heavy stone, sending violent ripples across the surface. His two pale lips had unknowingly pressed tightly together.

  Serena's smile became increasingly pyful. The boy would never admit that he had always been this cheap. But if he had only become this way recently, then who was responsible for the change was self-evident.

  No matter how stubborn Elias was, he could not change the fact that after becoming her possession, he had been subtly influenced and changed by her.

  He still refused to lower his head, but this was already a sign of submission.

  It was only a matter of time before he completely yielded.

  Thinking of this, Serena ughed from the bottom of her heart.

  But as she ughed, her brows suddenly furrowed.

  How could she be this happy just because a substitute had shown signs of obedience?

  If she was going to be happy, it should be because her training was yielding results, not because of this toy's compliance.

  He was nothing more than the cheapest pything. His submission was worthless.

  At that thought, Serena violently pushed Elias away.

  Elias had no time to react. He staggered back again and again, trying desperately to regain his bance, but he ultimately failed and fell onto the carpet with a light grunt. His golden hair fell forward, covering his cheeks, making his expression unreadable.

  "How careless can you be?" Serena smiled faintly, her moods shifting unpredictably. Even though she was the one who pushed him, she now walked over as if to help him up.

  Elias slowly raised his head. His face was exceptionally calm as he quietly looked at the hand Serena had extended toward him, remaining completely still.

  Serena, whose true face had already been torn off by Elias, naturally had no intention of continuing any pretense in front of him. Since he didn't appreciate her kindness, she couldn't be bothered to deal with him any longer. She withdrew her hand, straightened her colr, and turned away gracefully, leaving without looking back at him once.

  Bang.

  It was only after the sound of the door closing that Elias moved. He adjusted the gsses that had nearly slipped off his nose, then checked Serena's favorability.

  [Serena Bckwood favorability increased. Current: 20%.]

  Elias let out a soft "Heh."

  As expected, the mouth could lie, but the body could not.

  Serena Bckwood was a woman who only thought with her pussy. As long as he fucked her well enough, she was never stingy with her favorability.

  [System Theta: Favorability is rising so fast. A few more times and we'll probably conquer her.]

  "What are you thinking?" Elias slowly climbed up from the floor, patting the dust off his clothes with both hands and smiling faintly. "Gaining Serena's favorability this way can at most reach 40%. After that, no matter how many more times we do it, it won't go up even 1%."

  After all, 60% favorability meant liking someone, and genuine feelings could never appear in a woman who only ran on lust.

  The easier the early favorability was to obtain, the harder the ter stages would be.

  [System Theta: Then what should we do?]

  Although it asked, there was not a trace of anxiety in its tone.

  It believed the host definitely had a solution. Its job was simply to cheer him on.

  The system, which had already been conquered by Elias's outstanding abilities, had long forgotten its original role.

  Elias walked toward the door and ughed lightly. "Don't rush. Of course I have a way."

  [System Theta: See? Told you so.]

  After leaving the presidential suite and exiting the hotel, Elias unexpectedly spotted a person by the side of the road.

  Liora Voss.

  Elias was surprised for a moment, then a hint of an intriguing smile appeared in his eyes, as if he had discovered something interesting.

  He remembered that Liora Voss's favorability toward him was also at 20%.

  But the same 20% carried completely different meanings to him.

  If Serena's favorability was like the fee paid after fucking him — nothing but alms — then Liora's favorability symbolized falling into the quagmire.

  Like sinking mud. Once the first step was taken, there was no turning back.

  However, the process of straightening out Liora Voss was progressing even faster than he had imagined.

  Although she hadn't been completely turned yet, she was probably already halfway there.

  Otherwise, Liora Voss would not have appeared here.

  Elias looked at that figure, his pinky finger lightly tapping the corner of his slightly curled lips.

  So impatient?

  He still wasn't her...

  brother-in-w yet.