Kingsley gave Serena a cheeky pinch while grinning. "You haven't really forgotten about me, have you, Serena?"

Serena slowly turned around like a lifeless doll and pressed herself against Kingsley's broad chest, asking, "A-Are you really Kingsley?"

In an instant, her eyes were red-rimmed with oncoming tears.

Meanwhile, Kingsley brought her slipping strap back up to her shoulders to fix her nightgown. "It's me. It has been a while, Serena."

"Kingsley…" Serena's eyes lit up and she wrapped her arms around the young man while burying her head in his chest, whispering in a muffled voice, "Have you come back… to die?"

Though he didn't hear what exactly she said, he could feel the cold malice she emitted, and without a second of hesitation, he escaped Serena's embrace with a spin, jumping to the couch aside. "You're not really thinking of killing me, are you, Serena?" he asked speechlessly.

While cracking her knuckles, Serena spitted a needle out of her mouth and spoke with a deadpan face. "You saw practically every part of my body! That's the ultimate indignity for an assassin!"

"A-Assassin?"

Kingsley was once again at a loss for words. At this moment, Reene's words popped into his head. She provides service for special clients. Let me guess? Her service basically includes eliminating unwanted personnel for her clients?

"Serena, let's calm down for a second." Kingsley put his hand out and jested, "Do you really have the heart to kill me, your beloved brother?"

"I don't."

"Then, why are you still doing it?!"

"It's precisely because you're my beloved brother that I'm giving you a hundred chances." At that, Serena extended her index finger at him. "I will attempt to kill you a hundred times. If you manage to live through my one hundred attempts, I will drop this. Just now, you've successfully escaped attempt number one. Ninety-nine more to go."

Kingsley was so speechless that it took him a while to speak up. "Can we negotiate a deal, Serena?"

"No. I never let my target live. I'm already bending the rules for you," she answered coldly.

"Then… Can you at least wear a pair of pants?" Kingsley pointed to her fair legs. "I'm a normal grown man. Aren't you just entrapping me?!"


Instantly, a red tinge laced Serena's icy face.

"Ninety-nine times, Kingsley. I won't go easy on you!" Serena dashed back to her room after threatening Kingsley, and coincidentally, Reene had returned.

"Reene, you're finally back! Serena's freaking scary!" After running downstairs, he tattled as he took the grocery from Reene. "She said she's going to kill me."

Though Serena's assassination attempts were like child's play to him, he didn't want to have to watch his six, even in his sleep.

He had thought Reene would stick up for him after snitching on Serena.

Yet, who'd have thought that his eldest sister would only smile gently and say, "The seven of us won't interfere in each other's business, and Serena happens to be an assassin. So, I won't intervene."

Seeing that Kingsley was utterly stupefied, Reene poked his forehead and recounted affectionately, "Do you really think she'll kill you? She cried the hardest when you went missing back then."

Kingsley was touched, but what he heard next rendered him speechless again. "At that time, she said—while sharpening her knife and crying—she'd kill you and turn you into a doll if she caught you. That way, you will never go missing ever again," Reene added while washing the ingredients.

It was enough to render Kingsley speechless yet again.

Meanwhile, Serena came down to the kitchen after changing into a different set of clothes, standing silently behind Kingsley. "Reene, let's deep fry Kingsley for dinner," she mumbled.

Despite long sensing someone behind him, Kingsley still had the goosebumps. "Serena, do you ever make a sound when you walk?"

"I don't, but you've clearly sensed my presence." Serena smiled knowingly.

However, he played dumb. "How would I know you've come down when I did not turn around?"




























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