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 from

Ramona's meridians...

earth do

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

from her. Their performances wouldn't have been so unconvincing back

Percival with her elbow, "Mr. Wolf, your damsel in distress is lodging

resignation flickered in Percival's eyes, "Even if you wanted

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

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

looked at her with

scene

tried to make themselves as inconspicuous as possible, staring up at the ceiling's intricate

their bosses' relentless public displays of

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

bubble of tenderness between

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 sue you for slander. Why is your mind filled with such filth..." Vivienne leaned in, pinching Ramona's

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?

you spouting?! What skills? I don't

like you're not going to give up till the last

replied in a deep

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