Laurence looked at the mass amounts of comments that people were writing against him, and he could not help but frown. The public had spoken, and they had found him guilty. His daughter, Khloe, was with him, and she tried to comfort him. "Daddy," she said, "don't be sad. I'll be with you, no matter what." She pretended that she cares for him.

"Khloe," Laurence replied, "you will always be my sweet bean. Unlike Kylie, that rebellious daughter----"

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Suddenly, Laurence could not speak. His heart sped up, and his face turned red. He hardly breathed.

Khloe hastily opened the drawer and took out his medicine bottle. She poured out two tablets, stuffed them into his mouth, and poured a glass of water for him. Once he had the medicine in him, he began to recover gradually. He leaned against the chair and, looking very tired, said, "I'll be angry until the day I die…"

"Dad," Khloe replied, "don't be angry. Why don't I call Kylie and see if I can't convince her to stop this assault on you, me, and Garcia Entertainment?" She told Laurence, hoping that this old man will be going to agree.

"She won't listen to you," Laurence sighed. "I'll make the call. Let me see if I can't make her see reason…"

Khloe dialed Kylie's number and handed the receiver to her father. She stood behind him and massaged his shoulders while he waited for her sister to pick up. Once she did, she asked his daughter what reason she had to be so malicious without exchanging any pleasantries. He asked her, "Are you trying to kill your old man?" His voice was full of resentment and giving Kylie no time to answer him ethically.

"You were the one who led us to this place," Kylie calmly replied. "You forced my hand. What did you expect would happen?"

"Kylie," Laurence cried, "If you keep making trouble, Garcia Entertainment will be ruined, and you too will suffer, or did you forget that you also hold shares in the company?" He tried to condemn his daughter by mentioning her shares in their company.

"Compared to what you did to me," Kylie snared, "losing money is nothing. And besides, I have enough money as it is. But you're right; I am one of the shareholders, so how about this: If you terminate Khloe's employment, I will make all of this fade as quickly as possible,"

"I suppose that has been your goal all along," Laurence sighed, "but I would never do that." He can't let Khloe suffer.

"We'll see," Kylie laughed as she hung up the phone. She pulled on a sweater and went to stand on the balcony. Looking out at the lawn, she saw a man sitting on the branch of a tree not far from her window. It was Ethan, and the sight of him made her chuckle. No doubt, if he fell, it would hurt something wicked.

"Are you a monkey?" she called out to him as he jumped from the tree to her balcony. Smiling, he wrapped her in his arms and whispered into her ear, "I feel so inspired!"

"To do what," she teased him, "write poetry?"

"No," Ethan laughed, "holding you right now. Your body has inspired me to want to make love to you." He started roaming his hand onto her sexy body.

Hearing this, Kylie's body went stiff. She had no desire to have sex with Ethan. She tried to pull away from him, but he held her tight and nibbled on her earlobe. Not knowing what to do or how to get away, her body began to tremble in trepidation as he began to lick and kiss her neck. Ethan managed to turn her on.

Trapped, Kylie's mind raced until she was sure that she was going crazy. She was not a weak woman, but Ethan was stronger, and he was able to hold her against her will easily, and she was unable to stop him when he slid his hand up the back of her shirt to undo the clasp that held her brassiere together. Immediately, her breasts came loose, and she scolded him: "You bastard!"

Ethan ignored her protest and pushed her against the wall so that his hands were free to play with her ample bosoms. His hands kneaded them while his fingers playfully circled her areolas and tweaked her nipples. For a moment, Kylie had an out of body experience, but then she heard the sound of his pants being undone, and she came back to herself. With a rush of adrenaline, she was suddenly able to push him off of her.

"Hey, Parker," she hissed, "hold your fucking horses! We can't do it now,"

"These horses cannot be held back," Ethan growled. A huge Cheshire's grin parted his face as it went from ear to ear. He still feel like a virgin man after restraining himself for so long, and now he was no longer in control of his body.

"The house is not soundproofed," Kylie pointed out hopefully. "Someone will hear us..." She reminded her husband, hoping she could stop him.

Not caring, Ethan picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. "I can be quiet," he replied. "but can you?"

"Ethan Parker, why all of a sudden you turn into a beast today?" She smiled at him while teasing her handsome husband.

"You should know the reason, love. I have controlled myself for many years," He whispered, and his voice was seductively teasing her again.

Kylie bit her lower lip as he threw her onto the bed. He had her figured out. Obviously, he knew that she would be unwilling to make a sound, lest someone hear, and thinks ill of her.

"Oh, my husband is blaming me that he was a virgin for a long time," she flirted with him.

"Hush, my little wife, don't make any sound, we will do it perfectly,"

Tears welled up in Kylie's eyes as Ethan climbed on top of her and began to pull her shirt and sweater over her head.