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."

This goes against what you

said, "That's what I suspected

in

was intentional. How could it be such a coincidence that I

"Smart," Lucas praised.

Aveline felt a heavy weight in her heart. This meant someone was watching them, waiting for the right moment to drive a wedge between them, ideally turning them

Who could it be?

some into a glass, and took a sip. His Adam's apple moved sensually as his eyes grew even colder. "Aveline, maybe we should put on a show." Aveline looked

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

whispered, "What

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

She asked, "But how can you be so sure that the

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