Aveline averted her gaze. His eyes were too intense, and she realized she couldn't resist them.

Keeping her distance was a better idea.

She walked into the villa and looked at Lucas. "Can you tell me now?"

Lucas responded coolly, "It was an overseas virtual number. I had someone trace it, and it turns out it was one of the Tudor family's bodyguards."

Aveline frowned. "Who instructed this bodyguard to send me those photos? What's the purpose?"

Lucas asked, "What was your first thought when you saw the photos?"

Aveline pressed her lips together. "Compassion. I wanted to rescue him."

you want. The person who sent you the photos wants to see us

"That's what I

looked at her in surprise. "You

intentional. How could it be such a coincidence that I climbed out

"Smart," Lucas praised.

This meant someone was watching them, waiting for the right moment to drive a wedge between them, ideally turning

Who could it be?

poured some into a glass, and took a sip. His Adam's apple moved sensually as his eyes grew

her. He reached out, pulling her into an embrace. As she began to struggle, he whispered, "Just play along. What if my place is

"What do

at her flushed ear. He leaned in, his voice low and intense. "That person wants to see us at odds, caught in some twisted love-hate drama. So why don't we flip the script? Let's act like we're madly in love. Imagine how

how can you be so sure that the other party

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