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."

grew colder. "But you know I won't release him. This goes against what you want. The person who

said, "That's what I suspected

her in surprise. "You

previous imprisonment in that warehouse was intentional. How could it be such a coincidence that I climbed out the

"Smart," Lucas praised.

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

Who could it be?

from the cabinet, poured some into a glass, and took a sip. His Adam's apple moved sensually as his eyes grew even colder. "Aveline,

out, pulling her into an embrace. As she began to struggle, he whispered, "Just play along. What if my place is bugged?" Aveline's hand pressed against his side, but she lessened her force upon

whispered, "What do

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

"But how can you be so sure that the other

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