After studying Sheryl for a moment, Remy turned and left.

"M-Ms. Gillis, are you okay?"

One of Sheryl's subordinates came forward to help her up.

"Useless bastard! Why didn't you step in when he hit me earlier?" Sheryl's voice trembled with fury as her gaze fell on the crimson stains marring the pristine snow.

Stammering, the subordinate replied, "R-Remy acted too quickly. Everyone in the organization knows how good of a fighter he is. None of us stood a chance against him!"

"S-Something wasn't right about him tonight." Sheryl watched Remy's retreating figure disappear into the distance, her voice dropping to a menacing murmur. "I need to report this to Mr. Justin in person immediately."

Inside his car, Remy gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands but made no move to drive.

Closing his eyes, he felt a suffocating sensation rise in his throat, as though he were drowning in an endless, hopeless sea. He was just a speck, sinking deeper and deeper into the abyss.

sharp, splitting pain tore through

temples throbbed, and his body felt as though

clutched the necklace around his neck with trembling

save his life at this very moment.

teeth, he yanked the necklace

A strange sense of relief bloomed in his chest, as though unseen chains had been

skies were still dark at

black vehicles surrounded the

car with Jasper, a sharp gust of wind sent a chill through her. She shivered involuntarily. Jasper glanced at her. He remembered how much she hated the cold-how she would

out

she felt a weight

coat over her. With a firm gaze, he

eyes welled up. Hastily, she tried to

You don't like the cold." Jasper's hands pressed firmly

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