Midnight.

Above the YQ Research Center, in the manor house nestled under the shadow of night.

In the pitch-dark living room, sobs echoed intermittently.

The ghostly moonlight slipped through the windows, faintly revealing the silhouette of a person writhing on the floor.

"Click!"

Lights flooded the villa, illuminating the figures of Vivienne and Percival as they emerged from the darkness.

Their cold gazes fell upon Ramona, who was bound hand and foot in the center of the room.

By day, she was a damsel in distress, but now her eyes, having adjusted to the light, glared furiously at the two of them.

Percival gestured slightly, and Thomas stepped forward to rip the duct tape from Ramona's mouth.

Instantly, Ramona twisted in agony, collapsing to the floor, groaning uncontrollably.

Anna sauntered over, crouched beside her, and propped her up, gripping her cheek firmly, "Ms. Grimshaw, I'd advise you not to fight this. Answer our questions, and maybe we can all play nice. Otherwise, well let's just say we won't be so merciful."

Anna's hand, holding a switchblade, brushed lightly over Ramona's wrist.

Her icy eyes paused momentarily, giving a subtle shake of her head to Vivienne.

Vivienne's fingertip twitched, and Anna stood up, retreating to her position behind Vivienne, her sharp gaze never leaving Ramona.

masking her

Ramona's meridians...

earth

instant! Or you'll regret it!" After ranting at Vivienne, she turned to Percival with tearful eyes, "Mr. Ellington, are you really going to let your fiancée run wild? She's already ruined my career; why won't you just leave me alone?" Vivienne propped her head on

from her. Their performances wouldn't have been

with her elbow, "Mr. Wolf, your damsel

eyes, "Even if you wanted to tear down the palace, I'd be right there

I'm Leopold? Tearing down the palace? Mr. Wolf, I seriously doubt the

heaven is my witness, you are flawless in my eyes, the woman I

still felt her heart race every time he looked at her with those deep, affectionate eyes

the scene flipped so

as possible, staring up at the ceiling's intricate patterns

displays of affection, they still found it somewhat

listening to me? Let me go!" Ramona couldn't

popped the bubble of tenderness between Percival

don't want to make this difficult for you. We just want to know who's pulling your strings." Ramona's panic was fleeting, "What do you mean 'pulling my strings'? Vivienne, I'm telling you, everything you posted online is fake. I could

eyes shining dangerously, "I'm just curious: what exactly did you do to alter your meridians, to make yourself look like an ordinary person? Your skills should be quite impressive; you shouldn't have been caught by my people

spouting?! What skills? I

disapproval, "Seems like you're not going to give

ma'am," Anna replied

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