Remy, tall and imposing, bent down to pluck a random rose.

He tore off a petal, placed it in his mouth, and chewed thoughtfully.

" Sir wouldn't take her like some wild animal," he mused.

"He'd make Ms.

Alyssa fall for him willingly, bit by bit." Jameson shuddered.

Alyssa, on the other hand, didn't feel overly terrified.

More than that, she felt curious and suspicious.

She even considered that being abducted by this so-called Sir might be better than remaining Jameson's prisoner.

At least with Sir, she could get closer to the heart of evil and consequently have the chance to unmask the mastermind and bring them to justice.

By contrast, staying with Jameson left her feeling powerless.

Despite his dignified, accomplished facade, he was nothing more than Sir's loyal watchdog.

And with Remy's arrival, Alyssa sensed something big was coming.

acted or not, Jameson's

and the sea's waves rose and fell with

years of living as an assassin, Remy had become

room, he stared at the dazzling chandelier hanging from the ceiling and lost himself in

he heard the faint sound of

But he didn't stir.

belonged to Alyssa, the woman who had fallen to

footsteps stopped beside

red object

slightly, holding a

from frailty or emotion, it

said in a gentle and youthful

his hand

crisp crunch, he

asked in a

eating apples

who loved apples since he was young." Her eyes

are two apple trees in the back

the trees to pick apples for Damien." Remy didn't say

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