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 attempt to

*

landed at the airport in the

to the woman beside him and tapped her on

muddled brain struggled to make sense of the

been feeling fatigued for the whole afternoon and ended up sleeping through

up, her mind

Jared, telling him to investigate the poison

got into their Bentley after disembarking the

stay awake as she took out her phone to

the skin at the point where the poison entered your body is turning black, I’m going to guess that it’s

at

nervous system… paralysis…

I can’t let myself turn

does it take for the poison

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

wrong? Did something

hiding something from

a bad

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