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.

slightly, masking her emotions from

Ramona's meridians...

on earth do

Or you'll regret it!" After ranting at Vivienne, she turned to Percival with tearful

would do them good to take lessons from her. Their performances wouldn't have been so

her elbow, "Mr. Wolf, your damsel

"Even if you wanted to tear down the palace,

seriously doubt the image I have in your heart," Vivienne wrinkled

with hers, "As heaven is my witness, you are flawless

every time he looked at her with

scene

tried to make themselves as inconspicuous as possible, staring up at

their bosses' relentless public displays of affection, they

you even listening to me? Let me go!" Ramona couldn't stand the bizarre atmosphere

voice popped the bubble of tenderness between Percival and

the bound figure in the room, Vivienne stood up, "Ms. Grimshaw, we really 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'?

neck, her beautiful 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

nonsense are you spouting?! What skills? I don't know what you're talking

not going to give up till the

ma'am," Anna replied

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