Eugene made his way to the private room where Lydia was being kept. Just as he was about to open the door, Quincy appeared, his expression cold and tense. "Did you take Lydia?" Quincy demanded, his voice sharp.

Eugene paused, his hand resting on the doorknob, before slowly turning to face him with a slight, almost mocking smile. "What are you talking about? Isn't Lia supposed to be with you?" "Lia?"

"It's a nickname we used to have for her when we were kids," Eugene explained smoothly, his tone calm but laced with an unsettling undertone.

Quincy's eyes narrowed. From the first time he had met Eugene, Quincy had sensed that he wasn't just an ordinary rival.

In their world, few people were truly innocent, but Eugene was different. He was someone whose presence sent chills even through those who thought themselves untouchable.

And someone like that having an obsession with Lydia? Quincy had been on guard from the start, but it seemed this charity event had given Eugene another opening to exploit.

don't do anything you'll regret. Whatever issue you have, settle it with me like a man. Leave

stand down. His eyes flashed with a dangerous gleam, and he repeated Quincy's words with a

in slightly, his voice lowering. "Lydia and I go way back, since we were kids. If we're going by who came first, I

around to witness, he dropped the facade completely. The tension between the two men was palpable,

he landed a hard punch on Eugene, sending him stumbling back. Immediately, the bodyguards rushed forward, grabbing

Quincy was beaten, but not without returning the blows. Every punch he took, he gave

as he called out to the private room,

told him she was there. He couldn't bear the thought of leaving without even trying. The mere possibility of Lydia being trapped in

world around her. In her

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