Chapter 651

Seeing this, Molly was so frightened she wanted to run. However, she twisted her ankle in her high heels and fell. Fear contorted her face.

A homeless man approached slowly. His long hair obscured his face, giving him a creepy appearance. He also smelled unpleasant.

Molly felt a chill of despair.

Then, a coat fell, accompanied by the man's low voice: "Put it on. It's a little dirty, but it will keep you warm."

Molly was stunned. Before she could respond, the man turned, picked up his sack, and walked away.

The streetlight illuminated him, elongating his shadow. For some reason, this made Molly tear up. Her faith was restored. "Kind people still exist in this cruel world," she thought.

Molly stood, wiped her tears, and put on the coat. It was long enough to cover a tear in her dress, eliminating her embarrassment.

She sighed with relief, removed her high heels, and began to walk. Molly had no money and didn't want to go home. She preferred to wander the streets.

At 2:00 a.m., in the quiet night, the roar of a sports car approached. Sidney, fresh from surgery, was driving home. He glanced casually and saw Molly walking alone. Their eyes met. However, the sports car was too fast; it passed in a blink.

The excitement and anticipation in Molly's heart instantly vanished. She let out a bitter laugh and cursed herself inwardly.

A few minutes later, the flashy sports car returned and stopped beside her. "Do you need a ride?" Sidney asked calmly. After a pause, he added, "Don't worry, I don't mean anything else. I'm just worried that if I ignore you, someone will beat me up. You know who she is." The last sentence was slightly teasing.

"Is Tiffany that violent?" Molly chuckled. Considering Tiffany's actions that night, she believed it might be true.

"Come on up."

"Thank you." Molly got into the car.

Sidney asked, "Do you need me to lower the convertible top?"

"I'm not cold. No need," Molly quickly replied. She didn't want him to lower the top because she was wearing the homeless man's coat, which smelled unpleasant.

However, saying so would be disrespectful to the kind man. She would likely never see him again, but she would never speak ill of him.

Sidney drove calmly, asking casually, "Where's your house?"

"Take me to a hotel. I don't want to go home for now," Molly said. Then, realizing she had no money, she was stunned and smiled bitterly. "Turn right up ahead"

Sidney glanced at her and gently accelerated. The well-tuned sports car glided smoothly through the streets. At an intersection, Sidney unexpectedly turned left.

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"Huh?" Molly was surprised.

She saw Sidney turn and smile gently. "I have a property I've never lived in. It's small, but enough for you to settle down alone."

Sidney's smile was like a spring breeze. He knew she'd had a rough time but respected her privacy, choosing instead to provide a temporary shelter.

Molly was touched. She lowered her head and thanked him, tears in her eyes.

"You're welcome," Sidney replied casually.

Ten minutes later, the sports car stopped. Sidney opened the door. "Let's go. I'll show you around."

"Okay."

They arrived at a high-end private apartment building. It was beautiful and quiet, though late at night, only a few windows were lit.

Sidney took Molly upstairs and handed her a key. "This is my unit. If you need anything, ask the housekeeper. There's her number next to the landline."

"Oh, and calls are charged. I've prepaid some; you don't need to worry about it." He waved goodbye and left.

Sidney's gentlemanly demeanor was impeccable, unobtrusive, and considerate; he never embarrassed her.

Molly felt like she was dreaming. She stood for a moment before using the key to open the door.

The apartment was spacious, approximately 100 square meters. The furnishings were modest, covered in dust cloths from disuse.

Molly went to the landline, saw the 24/7 contact numbers, and called the housekeeper to order new clothes and food. An hour later, everything was delivered as requested.

Molly showered, changed, tidied the guest room, and lay on the sofa. It wasn't the first time she'd spent the night away from home, but it violated her parents' teachings – staying with a stranger.

The feeling was unfamiliar but liberating. At least here, Molly felt warmth. She closed her eyes and slept peacefully.

At 4:00 a.m. in Royal Bay, Tiffany landed silently on the back lawn. She enjoyed the feeling of becoming one with the wind, soaring freely.

After landing, she excitedly ran to Richard, happily slapping him. "Richard, did you see how easily I adapted to your ability?"

Because Tiffany had exchanged blood with Richard, she shared his abilities. This was advantageous to her.

When John told her about Daisy's situation, she flew over at top speed – a feat that puzzled John, who couldn’t understand how she outpaced a car.

Tiffany was overjoyed, unaware that Richard's hand was on her waist. "Are you done playing? Can we go to bed?" He emphasized the last sentence, adding a hint of innuendo.

Tiffany glared at him, but in a good mood, she waved and nodded. "Alright, proceed."

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Richard picked her up, but not to the villa. Tiffany was surprised. "Where are we going?"

Richard smiled casually. "Let's try something new tonight."

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