The massive, opulent gates creaked open slowly as Remy steered the luxury car into the Sedonian fortress, a relic from the Middle Ages, with casual ease.

After parking, both Remy and Sheryl got out of the car and attended to Justin.

As Justin ernerged from the vehicle, his expression remained impassive, but his eyes were chillingly dark, reflecting an intensity he kept tightly in check.

His stride was steady, exuding an air of authority, eerily reminiscent of Jasper's presence.

He was only able to appear so because he got Sheryl to inject a dose of adrenaline before he got out of the car.

This shot was one that RC Biotechnology Research Institute had recently developed.

His only purpose was to no longer look like an invalid before that man.

He had to make himself presentable.

"This is a private residence.

Please hold on for a moment." This place was heavily guarded at the door.

Bodyguards wearing suits and white gloves stopped them in their tracks.

With a vicious look in his eyes, Justin curled his lips into a condescending smirk.

Without a word, he reached into his chest pocket and withdrew a golden-edged card, presenting it to the bodyguards.

lowered their heads to

shifted dramatically as

demeanor was jarring —just moments before, they had been cold, and now they were

suppress her smile, following Justin with

couldn't help but glance

its surface etched with intricate

Hearts was printed on it in

them deeper into the

expressionless the whole time,

was in absolute awe of the

emotions as she

felt the same awe when Sophia brought her in and out of

she had thought his luxurious Wiktorian

on an entirely different

to her

too naive, too limited

were lined with authentic paintings and priceless antiques,

that felt

could no longer suppress her

She asked, "Sir, where...

"We're at Kings' Club." Even though Remy

whispers of Kings' Club from influential figures in

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