Chapter 268 Secret Relationship

David rejected Chelsea’s advances, his expression unusually stern. “Chelsea, you and your mother have crossed the line,” he said, his voice heavy with restraint. “Downstairs, I held back to save your face, but let me make one thing clear—I am not that kind of man. “I like you, Chelsea. I want a proper relationship, not some secret affair that has to be hidden from the world.” David's childhood had been far from privileged. Born and raised in the slums, his early years were marked by hardship. Blessed with striking looks, he began working at nightclubs at a young age, gradually earning enough to claw his way out of poverty. But the life of shadows grew tiresome. The parade of older men and women, each seeking superficial pleasure, left him hollow and bitter. Eventually, he yearned for a new beginning. He went under the knife to perfect his appearance and used his earnings to fabricate an impressive résumé. With his newfound sophistication, he navigated his way into the urban elite