Because, in that mirror, what was reflected was a face of breathtaking beauty, stunning enough to topple nations.

　　"Th-this... is this me?"

　　Laura Clark's eyes nearly popped out of her head.

　　In the past, although she was called Jiang City's number one beautiful CEO, her looks could only be described as "gorgeous," and even some young models and actresses could slightly outshine her.

　　Especially with her round-the-clock work, her skin had long since lost its luster, leaving her looking haggard and worn.

　　But now, every inch of her skin was as delicate and fair as mutton-fat jade, so smooth and flawless it seemed it could break at a touch.

　　Her pretty face was so beautiful it took one's breath away—even the national goddess of China, or Asia's top pop star, couldn't compare to her allure.

　　She looked like a fairy from a painting, descending to the mortal world, her beauty beyond compare!

　　"How is this possible! Is this... really me?"

　　Laura Clark touched her stunning, peerless face, and in her mind, Evan Clark's words involuntarily surfaced.

　　"Could it be... that I really became like this because of his nourishment?"

　　A trace of shock and disbelief appeared in Laura Clark's beautiful eyes.

　　At this moment, she couldn't help but turn her head and study the man before her.

　　His figure was thin, seemingly too weak to even truss a chicken, but those pitch-black eyes of his seemed able to see through everything, filled with endless, mysterious power.

　　Especially the slight upward curve of his lips, carrying a rebellious arc, radiating an inexplicable attraction!

　　It was as if he was an enigma—impossible to fathom or grasp.

　　"You..."

　　Laura Clark was just about to ask Evan Clark about his identity, when suddenly, the screech of brakes came from the window, followed by hurried footsteps and a commotion.

　　"Hurry! Hurry! This is the top headline—Jiang City's number one beautiful CEO, one of the province's top ten outstanding entrepreneurs—Laura Clark the goddess! She actually checked into a hotel room with that illegitimate son from the Ye family! Quick, go interview them!"

　　"Damn! It's actually true! Laura Clark is the fiancée of the eldest young master of the Gong family, Ryan Grant! And that illegitimate son from the Ye family actually dared to cuckold Master Grant? He's asking for death!"

　　"I heard that the useless illegitimate son isn't even acknowledged by the Ye family, so he can't use the surname Ye and had to change it to Ye (夜)! It's a mark of shame, meaning he's an illegitimate child! This guy is the disgrace of the Ye family! Who would've thought a toad could eat swan meat!"

　　"......"

　　At this moment, a flurry of frenzied gossip drifted in from outside the window.

　　Laura Clark also saw reporters carrying cameras rushing toward the hotel lobby. Clearly, in just a few minutes, the outside would be packed to the brim.

　　It's over!

　　At this moment, Laura Clark's pretty face turned as pale as paper.

　　She never imagined that these reporters would get wind of this. If they really caught her in the act, not only would her reputation as Jiang City's number one beautiful CEO be ruined, but even her company's image would suffer.

　　Especially since her company was in the middle of signing a major contract—if this got exposed, not only would the deal fall through, but the company's performance would plummet, with disastrous consequences!

　　Thinking of this, Laura Clark felt as if all her strength had been drained.

　　She knew she was finished, destined for utter ruin!

　　When Evan Clark saw this scene, his brows furrowed, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

　　A trap!

　　He was certain this was a trap set for him.

　　The owner of this body had no connection whatsoever with Laura Clark; both of them had been drugged and thrown onto the same bed.

　　And now, with the reporters rushing in, it was obvious someone had orchestrated all of this.

　　Not only did they want to ruin Laura Clark, but they also wanted Evan Clark to be utterly destroyed.

　　Thinking of this, a bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of Evan Clark's lips:

　　"Interesting! Very interesting!"

　　Wisps of black mist, invisible to the naked eye, began to emanate from Evan Clark's body.

　　As the black mist spread, the potted plants in the corners of the room began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if their vitality was being drained away.

　　Not only that, the black mist seeped out the window, spreading further.

　　Outside the hotel, all the trees, flowers, and potted plants began to wither rapidly.

　　In the blink of an eye, within a mile of the hotel, it was as if winter had arrived—trees and flowers all yellowed and withered.

　　It was as if all the vitality of the plants had been completely absorbed by the black mist.

　　As the trees withered, a flush appeared on Evan Clark's face, and he traced a strange rune on his body with his finger.

　　Each rune seemed to drain all his strength, and beads of sweat rolled down his face.

　　Bang!!!

　　At that moment, the door was violently kicked open from the outside, and a crowd of reporters carrying cameras rushed in.

　　This scene left Laura Clark looking utterly hopeless!

　　It's over!

　　Completely over!

　　But then, Laura Clark noticed that after the reporters rushed in, they all froze, looking around every corner of the room as if searching for something.

　　In the end, every reporter's face was filled with deep disappointment:

　　"How could this be! Where's that illegitimate son? Where did he go?"