Chapter 56

Brielle’s face was pale as she pulled out her smartphone, aiming it at Dustin’s face to start recording.

“Mr. Lynch, I wouldn’t be doing this if I wasn’t desperate to stay alive. A man of your stature surely wouldn’t stoop to quarrel with the likes of me, right? Just promise you won’t come after me again, and I won’t release this video of a woman flipping you over her shoulder.”

Dustin couldn’t help but laugh, still pondering the strength of her move, “You’ve trained?”

Brielle nodded, “Fourth-degree black belt.”

“Not bad.”

Brielle was taken aback, unable to fathom what was going through this man’s mind. Was he actually complimenting her?

She saved the video, no longer pinning Dustin down with her knee. Dustin’s shirt was drenched, and just then his phone started buzzing.

Standing aside, Brielle watched as his fingers deftly played with the gun, his whole demeanor casual and detached. In his eyes, human lives seemed as insignificant as dust. “Andrew, you’ve arrived?”

the alley. Halfway through, he

hearing him continue, “Your eyes reacted when I mentioned Andrew’s

deny knowing him. After all, both Andrew and Dustin were after her life. But Dustin didn’t wait for her refusal, abruptly grabbing her wrist and heading

black stretch Bugatti shimmered

his phone in his palm after ending the call. Across from him, a man exuding an aura of austerity pinched a piece of paper between

what’s Michael after

“The Ten Divine Panes.”

the catalogue aside. The scroll was the auction’s showstopper, its price

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needed to come

scroll had never appeared in auctions before. It was the work of a court painter from the 17th century. Michael had

blurred figures approached through the rain. “You didn’t get into

was unfamiliar to them. It was unexpected that he

than the Beaconsfield set, and Dustin, notorious in those circles as a playboy, had a reputation as tarnished as that of

would I fight

after Lot

Tessa, as in the

but not every woman is worth splurging on to woo

conservative estimates,

to the window, the

Dustin’s grip, but he seemed intent on holding on tightly. Once they were seated in the more subdued Mulsanne, Dustin called Andrew in

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