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.

frowned slightly, masking

Ramona's meridians...

on earth

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

her.

with her elbow, "Mr. Wolf,

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

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

"As heaven is my witness, you are flawless in my eyes, the woman I love most in

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

the scene flipped

themselves as inconspicuous as possible, staring

displays of affection, they

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

the bubble

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

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

pupils dilated, "You, what nonsense are you spouting?! What skills? I don't

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

replied in a deep

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