Lane's expression, initially marked by anxiety, suddenly took on a more guarded edge.

The topic of the antidote was a touchy one. The slightest hint that it was being discussed, and Lane's nerves would jump into high alert.

"Stop looking at me like that. If you don't trust me, just let me go," Kenneth said, his voice tinged with a hint of frustration.

That was the real reason Kenneth had offered to leave earlier.

The decision to stay had to come from Lane, not forced by his own insistence. Knowing Lane's tendency to overthink, he knew it would only raise more suspicions.

"You're overthinking it. I just suddenly forgot where I put the antidote," Lane said, though his trust in Kenneth remained shaky. "Don't worry about it. I've got plans to marry Dorothy, and I won't let anything happen to her." "That's your business. I've achieved what I came for," Kenneth replied, careful not to let any emotion show on his face.

Playing a role in such a high-stakes drama wasn't something that came around often in life! He wasn't sure about his acting skills, so he did his best to hide his weaknesses.

...

hadn't secured the area around Bay Residence in advance, the

day, Dorothy had to act heartbroken and distraught without

had to return to Bay Residence to

anyone but Dorothy. "Yeah." At that moment, his hand started to wander over her slender waist, becoming increasingly

up each

breakfast

baths, reading books, and then exercising with her sounded like

on a stern face. "We already went at it until

to have energy to spare, she still had to maintain her nerve-wracking

to present a frail image to the outside world," Everett quickly retorted, pinning her down before she could

and powerless against him! In these situations, he always held the upper hand,

kissing her fiercely and urgently, not at all like

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