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After dinner, Jaxon and Bella discussed matters regarding the newspaper. Jaxon was very satisfied with Bella's abilities overall.

Finally, after discussing work, Betty had some free time alone with Jaxon. She led him to her room and couldn't wait to hug him.

"Jaxon, I want you to teach me how to sing."

Looking at Betty's affectionate eyes, Jaxon knew exactly what she meant.

"How's the soundproofing in this room?"

"Don't worry, I'll be careful." Betty reassured him.

Jaxon couldn't resist and began teaching her to "sing."

"Ohhhhh~ Your dick is so gookd~ Aahhhhhh~"

From low notes to high, it became clear that the room's soundproofing couldn't keep Betty's singing from escaping.

Tap~ Tap~ Tap~ Tap~

"Hnghhhhh~ Yes fuck me harder~ Ohhhhhh~"

"Ummmmm~ I am coming~ I am cummmingggggg~"

After Bella finished cleaning up, she was heading back to her room to work. Passing by Betty's room, she heard the moans. To Bella, it seemed normal. Jaxon was young, handsome, and wealthy—not like Tony Stark, who was infamous for his short-lived flings. Bella was satisfied with Jaxon and believed he and Betty would eventually have a happy ending.

Not wanting to disturb them, Bella went back to her room and continued working. After about two hours of hard work, she finally finished. As she was heading to the kitchen for water, she heard Betty still moaning, which made her expression shift to one of mild surprise.

She took out some ice water from the fridge and drank a few sips. Even though it was cold, she still felt a little flushed.

"It's been over two hours… can Betty's throat and pussy really handle that?"

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Jaxon had breakfast at Betty's house before leaving, and it was clear that her voice was still in perfect condition, not hoarse in the least.

The weekend had finally arrived—a time to relax. However, Jaxon had a new task today.

He first headed to Tony's villa to ask him for help developing security equipment. Afterward, he had a brief exchange with Pepper, but was soon shooed away by the strong-willed woman.

"Jaxon, I have to catch a flight and go abroad." Pepper said, hurrying.

"A business trip again?" Jaxon asked, somewhat helpless.

"You know how Stark Industries operates globally." Pepper replied.

While it wasn't exactly worldwide, they did have many partnerships, especially in Europe.

Suddenly, Jaxon had an idea, "You should be more relaxed on the plane, right?"

Pepper was momentarily taken aback, "Excuse me?"

Jaxon leaned in and whispered his idea to her, but she quickly declined.

"Jaxon, I have too much work to do."

To soften the rejection, Pepper offered a kiss. Despite their relationship, they hadn't gone beyond this stage yet, which Jaxon found unbelievable.

"In about a week, I should have more time." She promised.

Jaxon perked up at that, "That's great! Otherwise, I was starting to think about kidnapping the current CEO of Stark Industries."

Pepper chuckled, "Better not."

"Of course not." Jaxon grinned, "But a romantic dinner on a plane sounds magical."

"I'll keep it in mind, but I really have to go now."

Pepper left, leaving Jaxon to find something else to occupy his time. In fact, he had something in mind and was starting to prepare for it.

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That evening, Jaxon began his plan.

Driving a low-key luxury car, he arrived in Manhattan and stopped in front of a gallery—Vanessa's Gallery.

Jaxon had recently discovered that Kingpin was still single, so he'd looked up Vanessa's details online. From the photos and information, Vanessa was clearly an elegant beauty.

Jaxon entered the gallery, ready to meet Vanessa and begin his plan.

'Kingpin, Kingpin, looks like your bald head is about to be cuckolded.' He thought with a smile.

There were many paintings displayed, and as Jaxon looked at them, he realized that they were of impressive quality. Although he didn't have much of an eye for art, his grandfather's influence had given him a basic appreciation for it.

One painting, in particular, caught his attention. Jaxon remembered this painting from the TV series; it played a pivotal role in Kingpin and Vanessa's ill-fated romance.

"The exhibition started a few days ago, and Kingpin's been busy. So, sending Peter and Gwen to deal with the criminals indirectly gave me this opportunity." Jaxon thought. It was a fortunate coincidence.

Lost in thought, Jaxon was approached by Vanessa herself.

Vanessa noticed this handsome young man absorbed in her painting. Although he didn't appear melancholic, he seemed especially drawn to the piece, which reflected her own inner loneliness.

"What do you see in this painting?" She asked.

Jaxon snapped out of his thoughts and turned slightly. He was momentarily stunned by Vanessa's beauty, even more so in person than in the photos. Gwen, Betty, and Mary Jane were all beautiful, but they carried a youthful charm. Pepper was elegant in her work attire, but Vanessa had a mature grace, enhanced by her short hair, white blouse, and skirt.

'She's even prettier than the actress in the TV series.' Jaxon thought.

Looking back at the painting, Jaxon responded, "Loneliness."

Vanessa pressed further, "You seem young and charming. What would someone like you see in this painting?"

"You're right. I don't particularly like this painting, but it's the only one here that lets me glimpse into someone's soul." Jaxon said, "It makes me want to know more—and do something about it."

Jaxon's words struck a chord with Vanessa, changing her impression of him. There was something about him that intrigued her.

"And what would you like to do?" She asked, her curiosity piqued.

"I want to use my heart to warm yours, Ms. Vanessa."

Vanessa remained calm despite Jaxon's direct approach. As a beautiful woman and a painter, she was used to receiving attention, but something about Jaxon intrigued her more than usual.

"So, what specifically do you propose?" She asked.

"Something simple and a bit cliché—a date, maybe dinner. " Jaxon suggested.

"It may be cliché, but it's effective." Vanessa said, agreeing to his proposal.

Jaxon was a little surprised but pleased. After all, this was the West, where if the attraction was mutual, things could progress quickly. Vanessa must have been interested in him, or she wouldn't have agreed so readily.

"We've been talking for a while, but I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Jaxon." e said with a charming smile.

"Jaxon." Vanessa repeated, "Do you have time now?"

"Of course." Jaxon said, "Shall we?"

"You mean I should leave the gallery and go on a date with you right now?" Vanessa asked, amused.

"Why not? You won't find happiness here." Jaxon replied confidently, "Why not do something meaningful instead?"

Vanessa hesitated for a moment, but Jaxon's logic made sense. Most visitors to the gallery were ordinary people, while someone who piqued her interest was far rarer.

"Let's go, then." Vanessa agreed.

"Wait, I'd like to buy this painting." Jaxon said suddenly.

"You want to buy it?" Vanessa asked, surprised.

"I have an idea. When you're no longer alone, I think this painting will look different." Jaxon explained.

Vanessa studied the painting for a moment, "I can't see it, but I'm intrigued."

"That's why I'll buy it and think about it." Jaxon said.

Vanessa didn't object and called over one of the staff, "Box this painting for Mr. Jaxon, it's a gift from me."

Jaxon was surprised, "You're giving it to me?"

"I look forward to seeing what suggestions you come up with." Vanessa replied with a smile.

Jaxon left the gallery with both a painting and a date with Vanessa, feeling quite pleased with himself.