Athens, Villa in the South Side –

On the couch, Demos supported his sagging head with both hands, and his elbows rested on his thighs.

On the way back from the Grand Bretagne, he and Carette never spoke a word, and for almost two hours after the car arrived at the villa, he sat on the couch in his current position.

Carette betrayed me...... Carette hooks up with Jose again...... The two of them really do that kind of thing in a hotel......

At this time, Demos's mournful blank heart could only repeat these words back and forth, and at the same time, his mind was only filled with a picture. That picture is Kareta's snow-white body.

Demos has always had an incomparable attachment to her graceful and youthful body and fair and elastic skin. However, it was only now that he realized that the beauty that had made him indulge in it did not only belong to him, but also existed for other men to play with!

Demos's forehead tightened between his palms, and he couldn't think any longer, so he hurriedly interrupted his boundless thoughts, and lowered his head and let out a long, muffled sigh.

The door lock rang a few times, and then the door of the villa opened, and Noah rushed back from the outside. As soon as he entered the living room, he felt the silence but unusually discordant atmosphere here.

"Wang ......"

Noah approached Demos and saw that he was out of character, so he only whispered hello to him.

Demos slowly raised his sad face and glanced at Noah, but did not talk to him.

Noah seemed to be a little restless, searching the field of vision with the rest of his eyes in silence.

"What's wrong?"

Demos raised his eyes again to look at his attendant, and finally noticed his strange expression, so he asked lightly.

"I didn't ...... It's okay......"

Noah was shocked for a moment, hurriedly withdrew his searching gaze, lowered his eyes and stood up straight.

In fact, the target of his search up and down the villa just now was his mistress Carret.

“...... Why are you back?

After a moment of silence, Demos thought about the business at the Sofitel Hotel, and then asked Noah.

"Oh, it's okay...... Nothing was wrong......"

Noah looked at the floor with both eyes, not daring to raise his eyes to meet his master Demos, and his face was red with anxiety as he replied.

"What the hell is going on!

Demos became more agitated and yelled at Noah.

"I've called you a few times over there, but you didn't answer, so I couldn't help but rush back. I...... I also inadvertently ...... online ...... online Saw ......"

Noah hurriedly replied, but the more he talked about the back, the more he stammered, and he really didn't have the courage to say it all.

Demos seemed to be awakened, and his face changed, and he reached for his phone from his pocket.

In addition to Noah's two missed calls, the illuminated touchscreen has several prompts, which are Demos's message reception settings for different entertainment sites, specifically to remind him to read the latest news releases from the sites.

Seeing the owner staring at the phone screen, the look on Noah's face became even more panicked. He pursed his lips vigorously, refusing to make another sound.

With a flick of his finger, Demos clicked on one of the prompts, and the system automatically linked him to an entertainment news network.

"On the opening day of the art festival, Lachio celebrities gave gifts to their fiancés, and their ex-boyfriend was arrested at the hotel's secret meeting!

In the most prominent part of the page hangs the headline in an oversized font, so that the black pupils of Demos suddenly shrank into two dots when he first saw it.

His chest heaved with excitement, and Demos pressed the headline without further thought, and an article that filled five pages of the screen appeared. It uses the most bloody and exaggerated depiction techniques to tell the whole process of the scandal between the heroine of today's events, Carreta Lachio, and her legendary ex-boyfriend.

The time, place, names of the characters, and social backgrounds are told in great detail throughout the incident. Not only that, but each page of the article is also accompanied by multiple photos, from the scandalous male protagonist Jose holding Kareta's hand in the tea bar, hugging each other through the lobby public area, and even the passionate kiss between the two in the elevator, the shooting angle of the candid camera and the elevator monitor is quite clear, which undoubtedly greatly adds credibility to the incident.

"-"

After reading the article, Demos was so angry that he fainted on the spot, and slammed the mobile phone in his palm out with a curse. Again, he was extremely stimulated.

Unexpectedly, less than two hours after the incident, this disgraceful gossip news was the first to appear on the Internet for hot publicity!

Especially when he thought of the ambiguous photos taken by reporters, as well as the video picture of the lingering wet kiss in the elevator, he felt as if a basin of boiling hot oil had been poured on his depressed heart, burning his atrial fibrillation, and at the same time, it also burned the sparks that were burning in his heart into a raging sea of fire again.

What a shame it is—

Demos said secretly.

At this time, he was irritable and embarrassed, and the overwhelming sense of powerlessness was like being torn off the fig leaf on the street, although he was ashamed and indignant, he couldn't fight back against this unscrupulous violation, so he had to silently accept the status quo, and had to spit out this dumb loss-

Demos still seemed to be angry after breaking his phone, and his red-hot eyes were catching everywhere again, and finally a certain point on the coffee table caught his attention.

There, there was a tank of tropical fish that he and Carette had brought back from their previous shopping trips.

The flames burning in the confined chest finally found an outlet.

Demos stood up from the couch and grabbed the miniature glass jar in one hand, and the water in it instantly spilled over his arm. Without saying a word, he threw it out.

The fish tank smashed on the floor at the door of the living room, and the shattered glass, the landscaping sand and shells in the tank splashed on the ground with clean water.

The most pitiful thing is the innocent tropical fish, who are still wandering carefree in the water one second, and then cross the land without knowing the next second. Deprived of water, they had to lie on the floor and bounce their shiny bodies a few times between the floor and the sand unwillingly, and then lamented the gills of the fish to survive.

Kareta had been standing frozen in the corridor at the entrance of the second floor, silently staring at Demos downstairs. When she saw that he raised his hand and smashed the fish tank he had brought back from the market in a rage, two strings of tears fell from her nose. Wiping her face, she turned into the bedroom and closed the door gently.

Noah was terrified, and his lowered gaze was always on the shattered branded mobile phone and fish tank on the floor. In my impression, it is indeed rare for the master Demos to be angry like this.

The living room was silent for a moment, and no sound could be heard except for the agitated and clumsy breathing of Demos.

After a few more moments, Demos narrowed his eyes to normal, then bent down and slowly sat back on the cushions of the couch. After a little steady, he instructed Noah:

"Immediately find a way to buy out this news from the media. In any case, I don't want to see any more texts and photos about her and the man on the Internet and in the press!"

Noah understands that Demos wants to take certain measures with the help of social connections and financial resources to remedy the scandal about his mistress released by the media.

After some careful thought in his mind, he presented to Demos:

"It's past the time for all kinds of evening newspapers and periodicals, so you don't have to worry about news exposure, and the most noteworthy media are the newspapers and magazines that will start publishing early tomorrow morning. At present, the fastest dissemination of news is still the Internet. Preliminary estimates suggest that it will be a huge expense for you to take down news and posts that have already been broadcast on the Internet, as well as to buy out newspapers and magazines. In addition, I am more worried about the private space and blog of the Internet than this, and this news can be spread through mutual communication, even abroad......"

"No matter how much it costs, be sure to take it off!

Demos looked directly at Noah, and said every word clearly, and his categorical attitude was overflowing.

After giving the order, he turned his head to look at the direction of the bedroom on the second floor, and his resentful gaze seemed as if two sharp cold swords could pierce through the wall and point directly at Kareta in the room.

In the bedroom, Kareta sobbed beside the bed. Two hours earlier, she had realized that disaster was on the horizon the moment she met Demos from Room 601 of the Grand Bretagne Hotel.

At that time, in despair, she faced the savior who came in time, and not only did she not get any comfort in her cold heart, but the fear and panic she endured intensified.

As expected, Demos fell into a trap carefully set by Poseidon, the king of the sea, so that he misunderstood that she was having an affair with Jose.

Then, the disgraceful event turned out like a haunting nightmare, and Carette could only grieve with heartache.

On the way back to the villa, she sat in the Escalade co-pilot seat and remained silent, staring at the world outside the front windshield with empty eyes.

In a fit of rage, Demos staggered the car around, as if it were a deliberate self-venting attempt or a deliberate attempt to torture her. But she always held back and never said a word.

Entering the villa, Caret went directly to the second floor and did not stay in the living room too much.

It's not that she wants to avoid Demos because of her weak heart, but she thinks that the disaster came suddenly, and that they need to be calm and calm at the moment, especially herself.

Carette thought to herself that she had been framed by Poseidon, but because of her scruples, she had to keep the secret that she couldn't tell for him.

The passivity of the dilemma took her weary mind and body apart, and she felt so lonely and miserable.

Carreta ascended the last staircase on the second floor and did not immediately return to the bedroom, but stood by the verandah at the top of the stairs and gazed at Demos in the living room on the first floor.

As the clock ticked by, his body remained as motionless as a statue, and Kareta couldn't help but feel worried.

Looking at his weak and crooked back, she felt an indescribable torment, a misery and pain that flowed wantonly in the silence.

Kareta stood in the stagnant air, with Demos still, with him suffering from the torment of her soul.

"Smack" –

In the living room, he angrily smashed his mobile phone, and at that time, she was startled upstairs, and before her brain could react, there was a crisp sound downstairs.

Demos smashed the glass fish bowl with his own hands......

Kareta stood stunned, her whole heart weathered as the shattered voice fell silent.

He once said that the fish tank reminded him of the 'ends of the earth', where he and her true love were witnessed, and where their shared memories were branded—

He actually ...... Destroyed the testimony of love with me with his own hands, and destroyed our common memories with his own hands-

Strings of cold tears slipped out of the corners of his eyes and quietly flowed down his face......

Karete's heart was completely cold.

As she looked down at the glass wreckage downstairs, she seemed to see her love for Demos, like a fragile glass fish tank that shattered and fell apart, never to heal.

She wanted to rush downstairs and throw herself into his arms, to make her true heartbreak clear to him in any way, to let him know that she had the same grief as him at the moment.

But how unattainable this impulsive thought was, and she didn't have the strength or guts to rush towards him.

In Demos's opinion, she was already a woman who had lost her temper.

He gave her a rich life, so that she did not have to worry about food and clothing, and did not have to go out to make ends meet. But she hid from him on the day he was busy socializing, and she was caught red-handed in the hotel room, which is shameless!

Demos didn't know that there was something else hidden in the whole incident, it was really about the lives of two people, two people who were very important to her, and they were the people she had to pay for her innocence and wanted to preserve!

Carette returned to her bedroom with a bitter and tangled heart, and she was saddened to herself.

The sad meditation and difficult recollection were like a bottomless mire, and finally she was trapped in it and it was difficult to get out, and she was unconsciously destroyed by all kinds of chaotic and disorderly pictures, and her expression was wrong, and layers of cold sweat formed all over her body.