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

waves rose and fell with

of living as an assassin, Remy had

the red velvet couch in the living room, he stared at the dazzling chandelier hanging

faint sound of footsteps approaching

But he didn't stir.

to Alyssa, the woman who had fallen to the ground earlier and was always on the verge of

footsteps stopped beside

red object appeared before his

a fresh red apple before

from frailty or emotion, it was hard

is for you," Alyssa said

his hand and

crisp crunch, he took

asked in a

apples too?"

was young." Her eyes filled

are two apple trees in the back

I was young, I always climbed the trees to pick apples for Damien." Remy didn't say a word but simply continued munching on

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