Doted by Many: I became the Top-Tier Celebrity!-Chapter 427 - 426: Fourth Master’s Seductive Counterattack Is Too Irresistible

Chapter 427: Chapter 426: Fourth Master’s Seductive Counterattack Is Too Irresistible

"Break his arms."

Aiden Shaw’s voice was extremely calm, bearing no trace of emotion, yet the command he issued sent a chill down one’s spine.

If someone were to lose both arms in prison, it was equivalent to becoming a cripple.

After a long moment, Jesse Rivers nodded: "Yes." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Then, they heard him say lightly: "Tell him two more things."

"Okay."

"First, the Shaw family owes a debt of gratitude to Uncle Hughes and Aunt Lewis, so naturally, we won’t annihilate them completely. I’ll keep the villa I bought for him and his sister. When he gets out of prison, there’ll be a job waiting for him that will be enough to support himself."

Jesse Rivers nodded, knowing that while Mr. Shaw might seem heartless, he never wavered when it came to righteousness.

He always thought of the deceased elders of the Hughes family, and naturally wouldn’t mistreat their descendants.

However, this prison sentence must be served, and once out, Mr. Shaw and they will have nothing further to do with each other.

In a way, it was the last small mercy for the siblings.

As these thoughts passed through his mind, he suddenly sensed Aiden’s cold gaze.

Jesse quickly nodded, waiting for his next instructions.

"The second thing, under all these conditions, is not to disturb Tiana Thorne again."

Jesse was shocked, nodding: "Understood."

"Go then."

Jesse nodded: "Yes."

...

After dinner.

Tiana Thorne urged Aiden Shaw to take his herbal bath.

His body carried a faint, inherent scent of orchid and musk, which even the strong medicinal smell of the herbs couldn’t overpower—rather, it fused into a new fragrance that permeated the room.

Lounging lazily on the sofa, Tiana Thorne smiled lightly: "Have you heard, Mr. Shaw?"

"What?"

His voice was warm and indifferent, seemingly uninterested, as he asked casually.

Tiana’s eyes deepened as she spoke in a playful, nonchalant tone: "Loomis Hughes’s hand was broken, seems it was forcibly snapped. It’ll probably take him a good half-year to heal."

"Is that so?"

Her gaze was sharp, unwavering on him, her dark brown eyes revealing nothing but clarity and indifference, devoid of any other emotions.

Tiana shook her head in disinterest, sighing with mock regret: "Looks like it wasn’t Mr. Shaw who did it. I thought Mr. Shaw had gotten jealous and broke Loomis Hughes’s hand in a fit of anger."

Aiden’s thin lips moved slightly: "How much longer do I need to soak?"

"Another twenty minutes."

"Alright."

The topic was cut short, and there seemed little point in picking it up again.

Tiana’s gaze flickered with a touch of mischief as she stood up and approached him from behind: "The past few days, Mr. Shaw, have you felt any different physically compared to before?"

Aiden Shaw: "No."

Tiana’s slender fingers landed on his shoulder, the temperature of his hot skin seeping through. Her index finger gently traced a circle on it, her eyes alluring, her voice seductive: "Really? No rush of blood? No dreams at night?"

Aiden slightly frowned, his phoenix eyes narrowing: "What is Dr. Thorne trying to say?"

Calling her Dr. Thorne at that moment was clever, reminding her to keep a physician’s heart and not act recklessly.

"It’s simple; I want to know whether Mr. Shaw’s condition is improving."

As she spoke, she began pressing certain acupoints one by one.

These points just so happened to help him relax.

Aiden Shaw closed his eyes slightly: "No."

"Not at all?"

Her hand felt boneless, very soft, and her technique skillful.

Suddenly, his breathing became a bit heavier. This was not the first time he’d felt like this; during a previous herbal bath, there had been a fleeting moment like this, though not as obvious.

This time, however, it was much clearer.

Tiana clearly noticed his oddity, like a successful trickster, a wicked grin at the corner of her mouth, arching an eyebrow, her voice becoming more and more seductive: "Mr. Shaw, remember what I said? Don’t suppress yourself. Face this feeling. Otherwise, how can you call yourself a man, right?"

"Tiana Thorne."

His voice deepened a bit, slowly opening his eyes, which were now hazy.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, he raised his long arm, giving her no chance to react. In an instant, water splashed everywhere, and it was unstoppable.

Tiana collided squarely with him.

Unsure whether it was from shock or the collision at this moment, her heart raced, ears buzzing with sounds both like water and fireworks.

Once she came to, she realized she was almost lying in his arms.

Her breath caught, and as she looked up, she met his gaze—usually icy and piercing, now with traces of ease.

Then he asked calmly: "Did Dr. Thorne feel the blood surging? Perhaps you should guess whether there will be dreams tonight."

Tiana was momentarily stunned, her lips slightly parted, not knowing how to respond.

She was always the one teasing and flirting with him.

But tonight, what was with him?

This sudden move was utterly unexpected and shocked her to her core.

And her heart pounded like a knocking on the door, thud thud thud...

What’s going on!?

Tiana angrily exclaimed: "Aiden Shaw!"

Aiden Shaw just slightly curved his thin lips, smiling faintly: "Or does Miss Thorne want to tell me whether I’ll appear in your dreams tonight, hmm?"

Oh my God!

He’s a monster!

Tiana’s heart sped up, as if it would leap out of her chest.

Is this... Aiden Shaw?

That subtle smile, the ease in his eyes, the alluring tenor in his voice, it all made her feel like she was actually being flirted with by Aiden Shaw.

The small dimple beside his cheek made him especially attractive at that moment.

If she hadn’t seen it just then, she might have forgotten that Aiden Shaw, like her, was a man with dimples.

Yet those dark brown eyes bore no hint of flames, only clarity like the wind, extremely restrained.

Both restrained and devilishly charming...

The feeling was simply a mix of ice and fire.

"Answer my question." His voice was low-pitched and melodious, extremely seductive.

Tiana opened her mouth but hesitated: "Have you been possessed or something?"

Aiden’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly: "Or perhaps Dr. Thorne can tell me, if you were to dream, what kind of dream would be worthy of your medicine?"

Tiana: "..."

Faced with that, she found herself somewhat at a loss for words...

But pleading for mercy was impossible.

Splash——

The medicinal water in the wooden tub splattered everywhere.

With great effort, she finally climbed out of the tub, sighing deeply and drawing a conclusion: This version of Mr. Shaw was not easy to deal with, better to come another day.

Wrapping a robe around herself, she smiled with dashing charm, licking her lips with roguish flair: "Aiden Shaw, I suddenly miss my dad, I’ll stay at home, and come back to treat you next month."

The door opened and then closed.

Aiden Shaw leaned half against the edge of the tub, his Adam’s apple moving subtly as he closed his eyes, and reopened them, a shadowy light flickering within, as if traversing mountains and rivers, harboring hints of human warmth.

His expression seemed cold and indifferent, but his eyes were intensely hot.

Looking at the closed door, he thought once more of a single word: escape.

Tiana had fled.