Rebirth: Fast Track Love

In the suburban area of Los Angeles in A Country, a blood red sports car drove along the road through tall palm trees before finally pulling up to an old castle.

Two big and strong guards walked over to stop the sports car. "Identification please," one guard said loudly, walking over to the driver's side. The driver's window rolled down slowly. The guard was shocked to see a delicate woman behind the wheel. A card was in her hand, an invitation. The woman gingerly handed it over to the guard.

"Hello there," Wendy Shangguan greeted as she waved the invitation in front of the guard.

"Ahem, I'm sorry." The guard coughed awkwardly. He took the invitation with both hands and double-checked it before letting her drive in.

There were a lot of people coming here today. It was because it was the birthday party of the Earl of the old castle. All the guests invited were either rich or powerful people in the entire country. There were waiters walking around with silver trays filled with champagne glasses. Everyone was busy chatting with each other -- whether it was about world economy, politics or something expensive they had bought recently.

At that moment, a woman in a red, off-shoulder dress came into the hall. Most of the people's conversations drifted off into silence, the woman's presence stirring intrigue. Her entrance, which was accentuated by the way her high heels crispily sounded against the marble floors, was quite the attention grabber.

The dress the woman was wearing flattered her white and smooth complexion, like a pool of blood against white snow. Delicately embroidered laces were sewn onto the delicate fabric. Her hair was in a messy but classy bun, several hair strands grazing her ears and the sides of her face, making her look sweet and innocent.

The men present seemed to have forgotten their female companions, their eyes glued onto this alluring woman.

One man walked towards the woman as he adjusted his tie. "Hello. Are you here alone? I'm wondering if I could have the honor to be your partner tonight," he said with a cheeky grin.

"I'm sorry but she has a boyfriend now." A deep and magnetic voice suddenly came from behind.

Hearing the cold voice interrupt, the man was annoyed. He turned around and saw who it was. "Mr. Harold?" the man exclaimed in surprise.

He had developed the main structure the company had today, specializing on airline, industry, finance, tourism, and other forms of technology. In a short

first time the man had seen Harold He face to face. But what made him more surprised was that the woman

one had seen Harold He with a woman in public nor were there even any gossips of any past girlfriends. Because of this, rumors about his sexual orientation started to stir. However, nobody had seen he got

offend him, the man smiled politely. "Forgive me. This beautiful

did not answer his question. He took

his girlfriend or not? He didn't admit or deny

Harold's arm, picked up a glass of champagne and clinked glasses with the other

then, her phone started to ring. "Excuse me," she quietly said as she walked to a less crowded part of the room to check

there were several pictures of a woman in a lotus dress who was tied up. The end of the rope tied to the back of an

held her phone tightly, her body trembling uncontrollably

that sent those photos. After a few attempts, there

walked over to her, taking a sip

"What's the matter?" Harold asked in a low voice. Harold rarely showed any emotion on his face, but seeing Wendy's anxious expression made him uneasy

she saw the address on the end of the message, she ran out

Harold yelled with a

face, he immediately walked up to the Earl and apologized to him. Putting the champagne on the table, Harold

him, Harold immediately got into his car and quickly went in pursuit, stepping

as she tightly clutched the steering wheel with both hands. The photos she got of her mother flooded her thoughts. All Wendy could think about was to save her as soon as she could. Meanwhile, Harold kept on trying to contact

dialed cannot be reached for the time being. Please redial later," the cold, automatic voice kept saying. With a

was about to contact the person who sent the photos, there was a sudden light beaming at the end of the road. It was the same off-road