Chapter 390

If the eldest princess of the Silva family was attractive enough, Steven mused, he could replace Alfred and do the work, collecting medicinal herbs as payment. Despite Alfred's moral flaws, he had a commanding presence. Steven could see he possessed natural talent but lacked vitality. As a son-in-law, Alfred probably wouldn't risk extramarital affairs. It seemed the eldest princess of the Silva family had strong desires and had worn Alfred down. Within the Master Sage of Medicine's teachings was a technique for bedroom health that could drive women wild, multiplying pleasure tenfold. Steven contemplated earning extra income and giving Alfred a dose of humiliation. What harm could it do? But that was a matter for later. Alfred's associates could arrive at any moment. Time was of the essence. Steven couldn't afford to linger over the medicinal herbs; he had to swiftly break down their potency, like a bull chewing on peonies. His positive energy grew more intense. An unsettling heat bubbled in his lower abdomen. The excess energy spilled from his body, making the air around him sizzle. Steven stripped off his shirt, revealing a powerful, muscular physique. Steam was rising from his skin. By evening, Steven's eyes snapped open. A sharp gleam flashed in them and a dominant aura radiated from him. The Tiger Blood Pill had done its job. Steven had now broken through to the next level. His injuries were completely healed, and true energy surged within him, filling him with boundless strength. "Except I've got one uncomfortable problem…" Steven glanced down to see a noticeable tent in his pants, the desire burning within him. The potency of the pill, combined with the side effects of the Legendary Dragon Strike, caused an intense surge of heat. It felt like a fire was blazing in his abdomen. "Maybe I should find Marrie. Rose and Jessie both called to check on me, but she hasn't said a word. What's her deal? This woman needs to be straightened out." Thinking of Marrie's mature and enticing figure, the fire in Steven's heart burned even hotter. He felt like calling her up and demanding she come over and explain herself. Yeah, Steven had gotten used to being catered to. He couldn't be bothered to go out looking for women anymore—they needed to come to him. Suddenly, there was a commotion outside, like someone had arrived. It couldn't be Alfred causing trouble now. So who was it? Using his double pupils' X-ray vision, Steven glanced outside and was surprised to see Darlene nervously standing by the door. She seemed hesitant to ring the doorbell. She muttered to herself in front of the door, "Grandmaster Lewis, I've really screwed things up for you. I'm here to apologize and make things right. "I'm offering myself to you, to put Alfred in his place. Alfred betrayed me too. Consider this payback, letting you vent your frustrations. "And you saved my daughter. I owe you big time, and this body still has its uses… Goodness, how can I even say such things?" Despite her conservative nature, even in her muttering, her still alluring face flushed with embarrassment. But Steven, who was as sharp as ever, caught every word of her murmurs and saw Darlene's hesitation. She had been conservative for years, without any man in her life. Yet now, she was boldly inviting a man into hers. It sent a thrilling shock through Steven. And to top it off, she was Alfred's highly esteemed ex-wife. That kind of forbidden thrill was doubly intoxicating. Steven's lips curled into a grin. There was an evil glint in his eyes. "Well then, it looks like I'll have to take you up on that."