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.

they acted or not, Jameson's usefulness was at

and the sea's waves rose and fell

an assassin, Remy had become almost

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

faint sound of

But he didn't stir.

had fallen to

footsteps stopped beside

a red object appeared before his

holding a fresh

trembled, whether from frailty or emotion, it

Alyssa said in a gentle and

his hand and

crisp crunch, he took a

asked in a scratchy

eating apples

since he was young."

in the back garden of

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

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