Chapter 151: Where Have the Local Police Gone?

Elsewhere... As soon as Irene entered the living room, Sol's gaze stuck to her like a disgusting slime. Sol had seen Irene earlier that morning. She was a rare tall girl with stunning looks—definitely the most beautiful woman Sol had ever laid eyes on. Those gentle honey-colored eyes were gorgeous, and he found her cold demeanor enticing. Her slender waist and long legs made Sol’s heart itch just looking at her. Sol prided himself on being a cultured and sophisticated man. He had attended high school, his family was wealthy, and he had been with many women, most of whom were girls sold to the village. Sol preferred those without experience, but such rustic women were unworthy of him. At first, he just wanted to play around. Marrying Mag's daughter wouldn't be too bad; she could work around the house. However, after seeing her yesterday, Sol quickly changed his mind. Just as his grandfather told him, it was time to start a family, and she was a college student to boot. Her aur