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?”

but he knew that any attempt to extort

*

private jet landed at the airport in the middle of the

to the woman beside him and tapped her on

as her muddled brain struggled to make sense of the

the whole afternoon and ended up sleeping through the entire

her mind was still in

him to investigate the

their Bentley after

herself to stay awake

Boss, NN Terrorist Group 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 that it’s the Backtrack Poison. It will

at his message

system… paralysis… for

myself

for the poison to take effect? Will I

care of Ashlyn after dealing with Lilian’s death. He could tell she

wrong? Did

hiding something

bad feeling

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