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 emotions

Ramona's meridians...

on earth

there was no need for Ramona to keep up her act. Struggling fiercely, her eyes burning with rage, she shot at Vivienne, "Let me go this instant! Or you'll regret it!" After ranting at Vivienne, she turned to Percival with tearful eyes, "Mr. Ellington,

to take lessons from her. Their

"Mr. Wolf, your damsel in distress is lodging

in Percival's eyes, "Even if you wanted to tear down

seriously doubt the image I have

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

Percival over time, Vivienne still felt her heart race every time he looked at her with those deep, affectionate eyes and spoke those cheesy lines.

scene flipped so

as possible, staring up at the ceiling's

accustomed to their bosses' relentless public displays of

Vivienne, are you even listening to me? Let me go!" Ramona couldn't stand the

voice popped the bubble of tenderness

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

dangerously, "I'm just curious: what exactly did you do to alter your meridians,

"You, what nonsense are you spouting?! What skills?

her tongue in disapproval, "Seems like you're not going to give up till the

ma'am," Anna replied

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