The Alphas Rejected Heir

"Hi, do you have Durex medium ribbed condoms in stock?"

"Yes, we do."

"Add a vibrator and a black panther costume set to my order."

"Sure thing, whats the address?"

"Room 2202, Luxor Hotel."

"Got it."

...

Frost Lu arrived at the Luxor Hotel at exactly 11 PM. At this hour, making personal deliveries for adult pleasure items was already risky business, especially for a young and attractive woman like her. However, life was tough, and every aspect of living required money. Plus, Ian Mu would be back in a few days, and she couldnt hold him back.

They had been in a relationship for six years, mostly long-distance, as he managed businesses both domestically and internationally. Frost naturally didnt want to be a burden. Fortunately, their relationship had been strong, and aside from her day job, she had a small business on the side. His upcoming birthday would be a perfect opportunity to surprise him.

Thinking of this, Frost couldnt help but silently curl her lips into a smile.

She lowered the brim of her black hat and walked in with the delivery box.

The Luxor Hotel was a well-known den of indulgence in Aspen City. Most patrons here were either wealthy or noble.

The opulence of the lobby was beyond description, and even the elevators were gilded with gold and silver. Standing inside, one couldnt help but feel a sense of inferiority under the dazzling lights.

Frost, however, kept her gaze forward, holding the box, her face mostly hidden behind a mask, revealing only her calm and untroubled eyes that hinted at a sense of coldness and pride.

The elevator dinged open on the 22nd floor, and she quickly found room 2202, pressing the doorbell.

Before the door even opened, the impatient voices of a man and a woman could be heard from inside.

"Ze, ah... wait, it seems like the delivery is here."

"Hold on, Ill get it."

Frost stood at the door, unable to suppress a wry smile.

The delivery hadnt even arrived, and they were already getting started?

How eager they were!

The door opened quickly, revealing a man in a bathrobe, still damp from a shower.

Frost didnt look at him, handing over the box, "$843! Cash or WeChat?"

The man in front of her didnt move.

Two seconds later, a tentative voice sounded, "...Frost?"

Frost was taken aback and looked up.

The man at the door was tall, with short wet hair, wearing only a white bathrobe. Under the warm yellow light, his handsome and fair face was filled with surprise, astonishment, and... a hint of panic.

Frosts face turned cold instantly.

"Yanze, who is it?" came a voice from inside.

"Nobody, just a delivery person," Ian Mu replied hastily before Frost could speak, quickly pulling out a stack of bills from his wallet and stuffing them into her hand while grabbing the box.

The door shut with a bang.

Frost stood there, her fingertips trembling slightly, her face pale.

After a moment, she let out a sneering laugh.

Looking at the stack of bills in her hand, it was as if she was seeing a huge joke, mocking her ignorance and foolishness.

The voices from inside grew louder, and she took a deep breath, pushing back the sourness in her eyes.

Then she turned, walking towards the elevator while pulling out her phone.

"Hello, Aspen City Police Department? Id like to report that someone is using drugs and soliciting prostitutes at the Luxor Hotel, room number is..."

Twenty minutes later.

A police car was parked in front of the Luxor Hotel, alongside several media reporters with cameras.

When the people from the hotel were escorted out, the reporters swarmed.

"Mr. Mu, you were reported for drug use and soliciting prostitutes at the hotel, is this true?"

"Mr. Mu, as the heir to Monarch Group, do you think this behavior is appropriate?"

"Mr. Mu, who is the woman with you? There are rumors its a popular young actress from the entertainment industry, is this true?"

"Mr. Mu..."

Ian Mu was besieged by reporters, unable to be contained even by the police.

After a while, he could no longer bear it and shouted angrily, "Get out of here!"

The reporters were startled and indeed stepped back a bit.

Ian Mu stared at Frost, who stood outside the crowd, his eyes filled with malice.

"Is this the result you wanted?"

Frost curled her lips coldly, a flash of mockery in her eyes.

"Youll never have me with this!"

Frost suddenly stepped forward, in front of all the media and police, raised her hand——

"Slap!"

A heavy slap landed, turning Ian Mus face to the side.

The surroundings fell silent instantly.

The police officer opened his mouth, "Miss..."

"Sorry, my hand slipped, I couldnt help it."

She smiled lightly, rubbing her wrist, looking at the furious Ian Mu, her voice clear and cold.

"A piece of waste paper that fell into a latrine, do you think I would still cherish it? That slap was the interest, and the principal, I want it all back within three days!"

Ian Mus eyes flickered with panic, "Wh-what principal?"

Frost raised an eyebrow, "Do you really want me to remind you?"

Ian Mus face turned pale instantly.

She smiled coolly, her smile filled with sarcasm and contempt.

The police, seeing they had nothing more to say, waved their hands and took the man away.

With the people taken away, the reporters naturally had no reason to stay and followed, leaving in a hurry.

The hotel entrance, which had been congested, suddenly emptied out.

Frost stood for a while, until her breathing in her chest smoothed out, and then she prepared to leave.

However, as she turned her head, she met a pair of deep, probing eyes.

It was a young man in a dark suit, tall and straight, with short hair and eyes as deep as the starry sea, unfathomable.

His handsome features, under the cover of night, exuded an elegant nobility that did not mix with the surrounding revelry.

Frost subconsciously felt familiar with this person.

But when she looked to the mans side, the secretary who followed cautiously, and the silver Porsche next to the secretary, she thought she probably wouldnt know such a conspicuous figure.

She didnt think much of it and turned to leave.

It wasnt until the petite figure merged into the traffic that Ronan Xie withdrew his gaze and casually asked, "Who was that person just now?"

Sam Su, who was behind him, quickly answered, "Are you asking about the one who was just taken away by the police? It seems to be the young master of Monarch Group, who just returned from abroad a few days ago."

Ronan frowned slightly, "Im asking about the woman."

"Ah?" Sam was confused, "Which woman?"

Noticing Ronans displeasure, Sam immediately realized, "Im sorry, Mr. President, Ill check right away..."

"No need."

Ronan interrupted him, pondering for a few seconds, as if something.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he looked in the direction the girl had left, a smile playing on his lips.

After a moment, he strode inside.

...

As the person who reported the case, Frost also came to the police station.

Just finished taking the statement, a group of people rushed in.

Led by the matriarch of the Lu family, Snow Wang, she rushed in and slapped her.

Frost frowned, the taste of blood spreading from the corner of her mouth, she looked coldly at the group of people in front of her.