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Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world

Chapter 241: Le Dernier Sérénade [1] · Oct 28, 2026

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201 Chapter 201: Bigger house? 2026-10-28
202 Chapter 202: Nostalgia... 2026-10-28
203 Chapter 203: Dumbass 2026-10-28
204 Chapter 204: Come here 2026-10-28
205 Chapter 205: First time* 2026-10-28
206 Chapter 206: We also love you 2026-10-28
207 Chapter 207: The Empyrean [1] 2026-10-28
208 Chapter 208: The Empyrean [2] 2026-10-28
209 Chapter 209: The Empyrean [3] 2026-10-28
210 Chapter 210: The Empyrean [4] 2026-10-28
211 Chapter 211: The Empyrean [5] 2026-10-28
212 Chapter 212: THE Empyrean [6] 2026-10-28
213 Chapter 213: THE Empyrean [7] 2026-10-28
214 Chapter 214: Bathing [1] 2026-10-28
215 Chapter 215: Bathing [2] 2026-10-28
216 Chapter 216: You lied 2026-10-28
217 Chapter 217: Punishment for her 2026-10-28
218 Chapter 218: Nothing happened 2026-10-28
219 Chapter 219: This is what you deserve 2026-10-28
220 Chapter 220: Time? 2026-10-28
221 Chapter 221: Idiot 2026-10-28
222 Chapter 222: Cleaning the dishes 2026-10-28
223 Chapter 223: Nighty night 2026-10-28
224 Chapter 224: Bickering 2026-10-28
225 Chapter 225: A walk? 2026-10-28
226 Chapter 226: Girls hangout 2026-10-28
227 Chapter 227: Let’s go 2026-10-28
228 Chapter 228: Don’t faint too soon 2026-10-28
229 Chapter 229: Two or three months? 2026-10-28
230 Chapter 230: Tea? 2026-10-28
231 Chapter 231: A little commotion [1] 2026-10-28
232 Chapter 232: A little commotion [2] 2026-10-28
233 Chapter 233: Don’t tease me 2026-10-28
234 Chapter 234: Lovers? 2026-10-28
235 Chapter 235: A small glimpse into the past [1] 2026-10-28
236 Chapter 236: A small glimpse into the past [2] 2026-10-28
237 Chapter 237: A little time has passed 2026-10-28
238 Chapter 238: A meal and a walk 2026-10-28
239 Chapter 239: Good night 2026-10-28
240 Chapter 240: Morning 2026-10-28
241 Chapter 241: Le Dernier Sérénade [1] 2026-10-28
242 Chapter 242: Le Dernier Sérénade [2] 2026-10-28
243 Chapter 243: Her family? 2026-10-28
244 Chapter 244: A rough night* 2026-10-28
245 Chapter 245: Shopping went wrong 2026-10-28
246 Chapter 246: Ultra durable? 2026-10-28
247 Chapter 247: Spar or bullying? 2026-10-28
248 Chapter 248: Another Bath? [1] 2026-10-28
249 Chapter 249: Another Bath? [2] 2026-10-28
250 Chapter 250: Another Bath [3]* 2026-10-28

The afternoon sun spilled soft golden rays across the streets as Brandon and Yverine walked together toward the theater.

It wasn’t too far from their hotel, but even in the afternoon, the place buzzed with people.

Couples, families, and groups of friends crowded the entrance, chatting in French while waiting for their turn.

Brandon held his phone in one hand, scrolling through the online confirmation ”Looks like it’s a bit crowded today...”

Yverine glanced at the gathering of people without much reaction. ”It’s the weekend. That’s expected.”

They stepped through the front doors into the lobby, where the chatter grew louder.

The air smelled of freshly popped popcorn, sweet crepes, and the faint hint of coffee from a nearby vending stall.

Brandon walked through the line of people, showing the QR code on his phone to the attendant.

The attendant scanned it with a quick beep, then nodded, handing them a printed receipt ”Salle trois. Profitez du film, Le Dernier Sérénade.”

Brandon glanced back at Yverine ”Alright, we’re all set.”

She gave a faint nod and asked ”Did you understand what she said.”

Brandon gave her a blank stare and shook his head with a dry smile ”Nope, I don’t know French.”

With a giggle, she replied ”She said it’s room number three... Enjoy the film.”

”Ohh...”

Before heading in, Brandon stopped at the snack counter ”Can’t watch a movie without proper snacks.”

Yverine tilted her head slightly ”...Sure.”

He returned with a big tub of popcorn, two drinks, and a small pack of chocolates ”Here, you can hold the drinks.”

Yverine took it silently, though her fingers lingered lightly against his fingers for just a moment before she shifted her gaze toward the entrance of the screening halls.

As they approached the entrance to Salle 3, the crowd thickened slightly with people, children tugging their parents along, and couples chatting quietly.

The flow was a little chaotic, with some squeezing past others to find their way.

Seeing a group pushing their way through, Brandon instinctively reached out and pulled Yverine a bit closer by the wrist, shielding her with his body ”Stay close. Don’t wanna lose you in this mess.”

For a second, her calm eyes softened, and a faint blush brushed her cheeks, but she didn’t say anything and just let him guide her forward.

They finally stepped into the darkened hallway leading to their screening room.

Brandon scanned the rows, spotting their reserved seats near the center ”There... middle row. Good view.”

Carefully walking through, he made sure Yverine went ahead while he followed, balancing the popcorn.

When they finally reached their seats, Yverine settled down, placing the drink in the cup holder.

Brandon sat beside her, sinking into the plush seat with a satisfied sigh.

The chatter and soft rustling filled the room as more people filed in.

Brandon smiled, popping a piece of popcorn into his mouth.

The theater lights dimmed slowly, and the crowd hushed.

As the movie’s opening music began, Brandon casually placed the popcorn in the middle between them.

Without looking away from the screen, Yverine reached out, taking a single piece of popcorn.

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After finishing the movie, both Brandon and Yverine stepped out of the screening room, moving with the small crowd that filtered into the lobby.

Suddenly, amidst the chatter and footsteps, someone reached out, attempting to tap Yverine’s shoulder.

But she subtly shifted her body and turned her head sharply, missing the shoulder tap.

Brandon noticed the movement immediately and turned as well.

Turning around, he saw a man standing there wearing a black suit.

Yverine’s gaze narrowed subtly looking at the man.

The man spoke in a low tone, ”Notre maître souhaite vous rencontrer.” (Our master wants to meet you.)

Her eyes narrowed further and she replied flatly ”Votre maître ? Je ne le connais pas... Ne me faites pas perdre mon temps.” (Your master? I don’t know anyone... Don’t waste my time.)

Brandon glanced between them and he didn’t understand a word of what they were saying but could feel the tension.

The man simply held her gaze and, after a brief pause, spoke again, ”Vous n’avez pas le choix. Venez le rencontrer.”

(You have no other choice. Come and meet him.)

Brandon instinctively stepped a little closer, gently taking Yverine’s hand ”Sister Yve... what is he saying?”

Yverine didn’t take her eyes off the man ”Someone wants to meet me.”

Huh? Brandon blinked in confusion.

With a deep frown, she gave a nod ”Très bien... voyons de qui il s’agit.” (Alright... Let’s see who it is.)

The man in the coat silently gestured for them to follow.

Yverine’s hand tightened slightly around Brandon’s as they followed him.

Instead of exiting the theater, they were guided upstairs to a quiet hallway that branched off from the main lobby.

At the end of the corridor there was a door with a gold-plated sign: ”Salon Privé” the VIP hall.

The doorman outside glanced at them briefly, then stepped aside without a word.

As the door opened, they slowly entered in.

The room was dimly lit and the faint scent of expensive cigars lingered in the air.

Plush velvet couches lined the space, and at the far end, a man was sitting casually on the couch.

On his lap a woman was sitting, leaning onto him.

The man’s hair was slicked back, and a gold watch glinted faintly on his wrist as he lazily swirled a glass of wine.

His gaze lifted slowly, meeting theirs, and a faint smile curled on his lips.

Yverine stepped in front of him and asked ”Que veux-tu?” (What do you want?)

The man chuckled lowly and looked at Yverine from top to bottom.

She was wearing casual clothes, not even revealing clothes but she could feel his predatory gaze.

He leaned back even further into the couch, his free hand lazily stroking the thigh of the woman on his lap.

When he spoke, his grin widened ”Une seule nuit... avec toi.” (Just one night... with you.)

Brandon froze for a second, not catching the exact words but instantly sensing the shift in his tone.

And from his gaze alone, he could tell what he was saying.

Yverine’s gaze condensed ’What is this cliche ass story? An arrogant idiot from a rich famil-’

But her eyes widened in surprise as she noticed Brandon moving and in the next instant, a kick landed on the man’s chest.

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