America: The neighbor's wife is so incredibly hospitable!

"Of course it's beautiful. It was hand-sewn by Lumière's chief designer over three months."

Florence walked over and straightened Jessica's skirt, her eyes filled with a hint of doting affection.

"Since this is Titan Manor's Summer Solstice Carnival, how can we, as the hostesses, let those visiting socialites and noblewomen steal the spotlight?"

"You're right! We're going to steal the show!" Jessica excitedly hugged Florence.

These two women, who once competed with each other in the mud and at the dinner table,

In this peculiar ecosystem of "uniting against external forces" and "sharing the same man," a strong bond of friendship was surprisingly forged.

"Cough cough."

Chen An leaned against the door frame and coughed twice on purpose.

The women in the living room turned their heads instantly.

"The boss is back!" Jessica exclaimed, lifting her skirt.

Like a cheerful blue butterfly, it fluttered over, twirled in front of Chen An, and asked, "How is it? Pretty, right?"

"So beautiful. Like a real princess."

Chen An was lavish in his praise.

He reached out and gently stroked her smooth back, causing Jessica to tremble slightly.

He looked up at Florence as she walked over.

"Looks like you've turned my living room into your personal stage?"

"This is for the sake of the manor's dignity, my king."

Florence walked up to Chen An, stood on tiptoe, and gave him a French kiss on the cheek, whispering in his ear as she did so.

"And... these dresses are designed to be very easy to put on and take off. I think you'll like them."

Chen An raised an eyebrow, very satisfied with the answer.

"Where are Sarah and Aya?"

"Sarah is upstairs trying on a custom-made maternity couture outfit I specially made for her; it's absolutely elegant and comfortable. As for Aya..."

Florence rubbed her temples in exasperation.

"She refused to wear any clothing with a petticoat, saying it would affect her speed in drawing her sword."

"So I had someone alter a black tactical leather jacket for her with Native American tassel elements."

"Tailoring instruction to individual needs, you've done a good job as the logistics minister."

Chen An walked to the bar and poured himself a glass of water.

"By the way, An."

Florence followed and took out an exquisite black velvet briefcase from the combination lock under the bar.

"The 'auction items' you asked me to prepare are all finished."

She opened the box.

On a black velvet lining, lie ten crystal bottles, hand-blown by top French Baccarat crystal artisans.

The bottle has a noble dark gold refracted light.

Inside the bottle was "liquid gold" fragrance oil extracted by Chen An from mutated wild iris root.

"I used Lumière Group's top packaging team."

Florence's eyes revealed a businessman's fervor.

"These ten perfumes contain no chemical additives and have an astonishing purity of 99%. I named them 'Breath of Titan'."

"At tomorrow night's carnival auction, these ten bottles of perfume will become the ultimate target that wealthy ladies will fight tooth and nail for."

"I've set the starting bid at one million US dollars per bottle."

One million US dollars to buy a small bottle of perfume.

This sounds like a fantasy.

But in the Titans Club, a circle that has completely descended into madness, this is definitely a price that will be snapped up instantly.

"very good."

Chen An closed the box. "You'll be hosting tomorrow night's auction."

I want the whole world to know that Titan Manor not only boasts the wildest hunting grounds, but also the most luxurious amenities.

……

Night falls.

As the daytime hustle and bustle gradually fades away, the manor welcomes its most enchanting moment.

On the two-hundred-year-old white oak tree in front of the main house,

The two-story treehouse, built by Chen An himself, is now emitting a warm, orange glow.

The interior of the treehouse has been fully furnished.

Outside the panoramic explosion-proof glass window, there is a sky full of stars and the outline of snow-capped mountains in the distance.

The room was covered with a thick, pure white wool carpet, and in the center was a huge beanbag chair.

There was even a vintage astronomical telescope in the corner.

"Ding-dong—"

A gentle breeze blew by, and the brass wind chimes hanging under the eaves rang out with a clear, crisp sound.

Chen An walked up the wooden spiral staircase and into the treehouse.

As soon as you open the door, a scent of red cedarwood and top-quality iris perfume wafts out.

The main lights in the treehouse were not on; only a few ground lights emitted a dim glow.

On a giant beanbag chair, two graceful figures leaned lazily together.

Holding a glass of red wine, I gaze at the starry sky outside the window.

It's Jessica and Florence.

They had all changed out of the elaborate haute couture gowns they wore during the day.

Jessica was wearing a light white silk slip dress, her long legs casually crossed.

Florence, on the other hand, was wearing a black lace nightgown, her long golden hair cascading over her fair shoulders.

One in black, one in white; one youthful, one mature.

"Boss, you're here."

Jessica heard the noise and turned her head, her big eyes looking particularly moist in the dim light.

"This treehouse is amazing! Lying here and looking at the stars feels like floating on a cloud."

"Yes, Chen."

Florence turned around, looking at him with a dreamy gaze, "The soundproofing here is surprisingly good."

"Moreover... this feeling of being suspended in mid-air gives one a strange sense of excitement."

Chen An took off his coat and casually tossed it onto the wooden chair next to him.

He walked to the sofa bed and looked down at the two slightly tipsy beauties.

"Since it's a playground built for the future Little Titans, before it's officially put into use..."

"As the owner of the manor, I naturally need to conduct a thorough security test first."

Chen An knelt on one knee on the soft wool carpet, holding Jessica and Florence's ankles in his hands.

"For example... test the load-bearing capacity of this floor, and the shock absorption effect of this glass."

Jessica's face flushed instantly, but she didn't back down.

Instead, she took the initiative to reach out her arms and hook them around Chen An's neck.

"Then the boss will have to test it carefully... I've heard that suspended structures can resonate when subjected to violent shaking."

Florence chuckled softly and put down her wine glass.

Her movements, imbued with French elegance, revealed an inherent indulgence.

"In Paris, we call this kind of high-altitude experience 'walking in the clouds'."

"I wonder if the Titan King could carry us even higher?"

"As you wish."

Chen An leaned down, completely silencing their gasps and whispers.

The night breeze outside the treehouse was still gentle.

But the temperature inside the treehouse instantly soared to boiling point.

The delicate scent of red cedarwood mingled with the woman's perfume.

Accompanied by the occasional suppressed moans, it created a scene of wild eroticism belonging only to the top-tier tycoons.

On this two-hundred-year-old tree.

Inside this expensive fairytale treehouse.

Chen An used his tireless physical strength and absolute dominance to...

They are conducting the most absurd and extreme trial run.

And tomorrow.

When the sun rises again, the "Summer Solstice Bonfire Carnival," which is about to shock the world's richest people, will officially begin.