All the dishes looked decent to him.

Out of habit, he tried the noodles first. “Not bad.”

He picked up a piece of beef and took a bite.

His movements were controlled, graceful, and pleasant to look at, as though he was born to be noble.

Ashlyn grinned and dug in.

She did not take off the rubber gloves she had been wearing, which made Lucas frown. “Why aren’t you taking your gloves off?”

She never wears gloves when she cooks…

Something feels off…

Ashlyn glanced at her gloves and answered, “I’m going to wash the dishes later, so I’ll just keep them on for the moment.”

“You don’t have to,” Lucas said, dabbing at the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief. “We have maids for a reason.”

Ashlyn grinned. “I like it. How about that?”

he knew that any

*

at the airport in

beside him and tapped her

brain struggled to make

for the whole afternoon and ended

waking up, her mind was

sent a message to Jared, telling him to investigate the poison from the NN Terrorist Group.

Bentley

like lead, but she forced herself to stay awake as

is in possession of three types of incurable poison. Since the skin at the point where the poison entered your body is turning black, I’m going to guess

at his

nervous system… paralysis…

let myself turn into

it take for the poison to take effect? Will I die soon,

his time and energy into taking care of Ashlyn after dealing with Lilian’s death. He could tell she was distressed with just

Did something

something

a bad feeling about

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255