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.

pain tore through

throbbed, and his body felt as though it were being

air, Remy clutched the necklace around his

save his life at this very moment.

necklace off and hurled it out the

head began to subside. A strange sense of relief bloomed in his chest, as

skies were still dark

vehicles surrounded the entrance of

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 curl against his chest for warmth during winter nights or seek his hands to keep hers warm when they went

out

around, she

over her. With a firm gaze, he said, "Keep this on.

Hastily, she tried to return

don't like the cold."

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