Yvonne looked at Jace with bloodshot eyes as she drove the gleaming blade straight toward Jace's chest.

Back when she was following Christopher, the first thing she learned was how to deliver a lethal strike in the shortest time possible. Her moves did not need to be elegant, only deadly.

She hated seeing blood and loathed the idea of killing. For years, she had never once used the techniques she had been taught.

Now, this man was the first to push her to act!

But just as the tip of her dagger was about to strike Jace's vital point, she hesitated.

A voice echoed in her mind-Drew's anguished and sorrowful voice. "Yvonne, I've always thought Jace was my long-lost brother, Hugh! We miss him so much... We just want him to come back home!"

Yvonne widened her eyes, and her movements slowed as the keen edge of her blade grew dull.

That split-second of hesitation was all it took for the tide to turn.

Jace remained still; his expression was as cold as the depths of the ocean as he firmly grasped Yvonne's delicate wrist and twisted it with force.

"Ah-!" Yvonne let out a muffled cry, her entire body drenched in cold sweat. The dagger fell from her hand with a clatter.

Before she could react, Jace yanked her toward him. Her back slammed hard into his chest, and his muscular forearm wrapped around her neck like an iron vise, completely immobilizing her.

Yvonne gasped for air, but her strength was rapidly waning. Her face flushed red as her breathing grew shallow and labored.

failed creation." Jace spoke in a

it would take less

was to capture her alive, he thought it might be

sometimes be

Grant's methods all

eyes as she clawed

hands. "Please...

chest heaved rapidly, and a peculiar uneasiness seized him as if he were the one being

do I have to tell you?

as she forced out her words. "Your family...is still waiting...for

words "come home" jabbed at a

spread through his chest, piercing

and the stabbing pain caused his grip

finally clearing. But instead of fighting back or running away, she tried

he let her, so

I can tell you still have a conscience." Yvonne clutched

throbbing pain in his head as he let out a cold laugh. "I spared you only because my orders were to

this time... What about last

was kidnapped, you and I were ordered by Christopher

saw through everything but chose to cover for me. You didn't report me to Christopher.

waver, his expression growing increasingly intense and

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