"Do you think your plan is foolproof, Charles?"

The mesmerizing voice belonged to Asher.

Something heavy tumbled to the ground with a thud, and an agonized groan followed.

It was Charles' secretary.

Charles shuddered, and his heart raced.

"Just spare me. Please let me go..."

The secretary's face contorted in pain. He was tied up, but his limbs hung limply

The tendons on his hands and feet were severed.

It was Asher's M.O.

figure with foxy eyes followed Asher into

you going to manage without

in medicine and supply, the Larsons

Larson family was not pleased that his favorite daughter, Mila, was Wyatt's kept woman. Hence, the Larsons avoided any events at which the Thompsons were in attendance. They did not

host, the Larsons could not decline an invitation from them. With Arnold back in the

would be there. It had been a day,

awaited. Arnold wanted to

glanced at Arnold with a look of resignation before turning to the man who was tied up on

talk, or should I do the talking for

teeth clattered, and he was reluctant to talk because he could not afford

to turn the heat on the secretary when Arnold jumped in and said offhandedly, "Ash isn't one to hold back, and you have gotten the

honor your wish to protect your master. I can let you know now that my surgical knife is

"I'll talk! I'll talk!"

he told me to get my hands on a liquid ecstasy.

that?"

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