The morning sun gently bathed the city as Sabrina slowly awoke.

"Ahh—"

As she sat up, a dull ache spread across her body, bringing fleeting glimpses of the night before to her mind.

The red wine from her stepsister, the suggestive room lighting, the mysterious man's conquering presence...

Her complexion paled—

Last night, she lost her virtue, surrendering the purity she had guarded for nineteen years to a stranger...

She was engaged, and their marriage was imminent!

The red marks on the sheets declared the indignity she suffered last night.

Clenching her teeth, tears in her eyes, she slowly gathered the strewn clothes—

"Sabrina, do you still have the audacity to continue pretending to be a chaste girl?!"

Her fiancé, Milo's voice boomed as he kicked open the door, startling Sabrina.

She looked up to see Milo and her stepsister, Georgia!

Once again, the image of Georgia handing her that glass of wine flashed in her mind.

Sabrina's eyes flashed with resentment.

"It's you! You framed me!"

Georgia looked down at Sabrina, cozying up to Milo.

With a smirk, she said, "It wasn't just me. That short, fat man who had sex with you last night was found by Milo."

Milo's submissive gesture towards Georgia deeply pierced Sabrina's eyes.

"Where's Dad?"

Sabrina clenched the bedding tightly, glaring hatefully at the despicable man and woman before her.

"Once dad learns of your acts, you won't get away with it!"

"You don't know yet? Your scandal from Bruce's second marriage day has already hit the headlines of major news websites. That old man had a stroke and fainted. Whether he'll wake up or not remains uncertain!"

Georgia gloated, "Now, by eliminating you, everything in the Navarro family will be mine!"

"What did you say? Georgia! You will pay for this!"

Hearing about her father's condition, Sabrina's eyes turned bloodshot.

Georgia quickly darted behind Milo.

"Oh dear, Milo, look at her. She's scaring me to death!"

Before Sabrina could approach Georgia, Milo grabbed her.

A frail woman, especially in her weakened state, was no match for Milo.

He swiftly restrained her, rendering her immobile.

Pinching Sabrina's chin, Georgia's eyes exuded malice and triumph.

"Let's go, my mom is waiting for us in the parking lot!"

...

As Milo pushed Sabrina out of the car, a sense of despair washed over her.

Before her loomed a cliff!

Below the cliff, the roaring waves of the sea crashed against the rocks, creating a deafening sound.

"Bitch, this is where you meet your end!"

Her stepmother's venomous voice, accompanied by fierce winds, seemed to emanate from a demon in hell!

The tape over her mouth was ripped off violently, nearly cutting her lips.

Her bindings were undone, and Milo pushed her forward.

Sabrina staggered a few steps before regaining her balance.

"Alright, this way, it will appear as if Sabrina took her own life in shame!"

Georgia crossed her arms, sneering.

As the fierce wind tousled her long hair, Sabrina helplessly moved backward toward the cliff.

Her tears had dried up, and she suddenly smirked sarcastically.

She blamed herself for being naive and falling for the devil's guile.

She had thought Milo was a kind and upstanding man and her stepmother and stepsister were caring and thoughtful new family members.

If she had a chance to survive, she vowed to make these three villains pay for their deeds!

"Milo, now is the time to prove your loyalty."

Polly turned to Milo, her eyes filled with malice.

"Push her down, and upon our return, I will announce your engagement with Georgia!"

"Okay!"

Milo obediently responded.

However, as he lifted his gaze, he met Sabrina's eyes.

The serene look within those eyes bore no resemblance to the despair and pleading of someone seeking mercy for survival!

Despite being unnerved by this gaze, the thought of the imminent fame and fortune in his grasp swayed Milo's hesitation no more—

At the desolate cliff, a graceful figure fell, silently disappearing into the boundless sea...

Upon returning home, the three were greeted by a long line of luxurious business cars parked at the entrance.

A row of high-end Mercedes vehicles, with a limited edition extended Mercedes in the middle of the front row, displaying the occupants' prestigious status.

Beside each Mercedes stood a neatly dressed, sunglass-wearing figure in black attire.

The three exchanged glances, realizing the grandeur of the visitors.

While the Navarro family was considered noble, they were far from having connections with such influential figures!

Amidst contemplation, the door of the rear car suddenly swung open, revealing a pair of shiny leather shoes first in front of everyone.

Soon after, a man of noble bearing stepped out of the car!

Towering nearly six feet tall, his impeccable features exuded perfection, as if a deity descending upon the world!

The man exuded a powerful aura, emanating a strong pressure all around him, as if his gaze alone could suffocate a person.

Casually glancing at the three individuals, Travis spoke.

"I am looking for the woman I met last night."

Six years later.

Airport.

"Look! It's quintuplets!"

A sudden exclamation caused a stir in the crowd!

A tall woman, clad in a dazzling fiery red dress, was wearing silver stiletto heels.

Her dress swirled into fiery red roses with each step.

Her luscious waves cascading down her back, exuding exceptional grace.

Beside her were five kids in white shirts, each holding a small suitcase, dressed uniformly.

Every child imitated their mother's style, donning a pair of sunglasses.

The scene exuded an indescribable cuteness and loveliness.

A stylish mom with five adorable kids instantly captured the attention of passersby!

Among the five children were three boys and two girls, almost as if they were cut from the same mold.

One girl had short hair, the other twin tails, easily recognizable, while the three boys, upon closer inspection, revealed distinctive features—one with a teardrop mole near his eye, another with a mole on his cheek, and a third with smooth, tender skin.

"Ah, we can't escape these surprised looks wherever we go!" remarked Zoya with twin tails.

"We are quintuplets, already a rarity, and we are so good-looking. It's only natural to attract attention. Am I right, Mommy?"

Leroy with a mole on his cheek said.

A smile of contentment appeared on Sabrina's lips.

"I think Leroy is absolutely right!"

The other children couldn't help but smirk at their mother's self-admiration.

Just then, a melodious voice rang out.

"Sabrina! And my little darlings, I miss you all so much!"

Following the voice, a graceful figure in casual attire rushed towards them.

"Nicole!"

Sabrina heard Nicole's voice, a smile of joy crossing her face.

She took a few quick steps forward, intending to embrace Nicole warmly, but Nicole seemed to overlook her and headed straight for the children.

Sabrina:...

Ever since she had these five little darlings, she felt a diminishing love from her bestie.

"Nicole!"

Leroy and Zoya dropped their suitcases and ran into Nicoles arms, planting a kiss on each side of her face.

The other three children also gathered around, warmly greeting, "Hello, Nicole!"

Nicole, completely smitten by the five adorable kids, enveloped them in her arms.

She planted a kiss on the remaining three kids' faces one by one, completely forgetting their neglected biological mother.

...

"Travis, are you secretly seeing someone behind my back?"

Mark spotted the crowd of five cute kids and two women from afar.

Both women were stunning in their own ways, but his attention was fixated on the five kids.

Although the five little ones all wore sunglasses, their exposed faces were almost identical to Travis!

Travis furrowed his brows, his cold gaze sweeping towards Mark.

"It seems like you no longer wishes to acquire that piece of land?"

"Hey!" Mark protested, pointing in the direction of the five kids.

"Look at these five little ones. If one were to say they are your children, no one would doubt it, right?"

Following his direction, Travis's gaze fell upon the five adorable kids.

His brows furrowed, and in that instant, memories of the absurd night with that woman flashed through his mind.

If that woman were still alive, maybe...

He quickly collected his thoughts.

How could it be possible?

Back then, the woman had seduced him, and although he had decided to take responsibility, urgent matters forced him to leave early the next day.

When he returned in the afternoon, her family informed him that she had shamefully jumped into the sea out of embarrassment.

He even saw her body being retrieved from the water, though disfigured by the sea, her family recognized her through the clothes she wore.

Over the years, he had regretted and felt guilty about that incident, hence his reluctance to accept any woman till now.

Therefore, these five children were definitely not his and that woman's, just a remarkable resemblance by chance.

Retracting his gaze, he was unexpectedly bumped by a small figure.

Zoya seated comically on the ground, her sunglasses slightly askew from the impact, hanging whimsically on the bridge of her nose.

Her lively doe-like eyes exuded immense charm.

"I am terribly sorry!"

Zoya, touching her sore nose, politely apologized.

Uncertain if it was the endearing demeanor of the little one that softened Travis's heart, a hint of tenderness unexpectedly surfaced within him.

Just as he was about to bend down to help her up, a fiery figure swiftly darted in front of him and scooped up Zoya.

"Zoya! How could you run around again when Mommy wasn't looking? Don't you remember what Mommy said?"

The woman with sunglasses carrying the child in her arms scolded gently.

Only then did she turn her gaze towards the man.

"I apologize, sir. My daughter bumped into you."

"Never mind," Travis responded indifferently.

Yet, a subtle feeling flickered in his heart momentarily.

He oddly felt a sense of familiarity with this woman.

"Travis?"

"Let's go."

Stealing another glance at the woman's figure, Mark's voice rang in his ears, prompting him to stride away.

Meanwhile, Sabrina wore a hint of perplexity on her face.

She couldn't shake off the feeling of familiarity with the man Zoya had bumped into.

A sweep of her eyes across the faces of the five little children, and Sabrina's breath caught.

She knew why she found him familiar!

The man's appearance was almost identical to her five little ones!

But how could that be?

Back then, Georgia had claimed that he was a fatty...