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.

or not, Jameson's usefulness was at its

and the sea's waves rose and fell

years of living as an assassin, Remy had become

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

he heard the faint sound of footsteps approaching

But he didn't stir.

belonged to Alyssa, the woman who had fallen to the ground earlier

footsteps stopped

a red object appeared

slightly, holding a fresh red

slender hand trembled, whether from frailty or emotion, it was

said in a gentle

he raised his

crisp crunch, he took a

a scratchy

apples too?" "yup," Remy

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

apple trees in the back garden of my

trees to pick apples for Damien."

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