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

sea's waves rose and fell

years of living as an assassin, Remy had become

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

he heard the faint sound of footsteps

But he didn't stir.

footsteps belonged to Alyssa, the woman who had fallen to the

footsteps stopped

object appeared before his

leaned in slightly, holding a fresh red apple before

frailty

is for you," Alyssa said in a

flickered as he raised his hand and took the

crunch, he

asked in a

do you like eating apples too?" "yup," Remy

loved apples since he was young." Her

trees in the

pick apples for Damien." Remy didn't say a word but simply continued munching

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