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.

Jameson's usefulness was

sea's waves rose and

living as an assassin, Remy had become almost

the living room, he stared at the dazzling chandelier hanging from the

heard the faint sound of

But he didn't stir.

knew those footsteps belonged to Alyssa, the woman who had fallen to the ground earlier and was always on

footsteps stopped

red object

slightly, holding a fresh

hand trembled, whether from frailty or emotion, it

Alyssa said in

he raised his hand and took the apple

crisp crunch, he

in a scratchy

apples

older brother who loved apples since he was young." Her eyes filled with tears as she

trees in the back garden of

pick apples for Damien."

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