Aveline averted her gaze. His eyes were too intense, and she realized she couldn't resist them.

Keeping her distance was a better idea.

She walked into the villa and looked at Lucas. "Can you tell me now?"

Lucas responded coolly, "It was an overseas virtual number. I had someone trace it, and it turns out it was one of the Tudor family's bodyguards."

Aveline frowned. "Who instructed this bodyguard to send me those photos? What's the purpose?"

Lucas asked, "What was your first thought when you saw the photos?"

Aveline pressed her lips together. "Compassion. I wanted to rescue him."

Lucas' tone grew colder. "But you know I won't release him. This goes against what you want. The person who sent you the photos wants to see us turn against each other."

"That's what I

at her in surprise. "You figured that

my previous imprisonment in that warehouse was intentional. How could it be such a coincidence that I climbed out the

"Smart," Lucas praised.

in her heart. This meant someone was watching them, waiting for the right

Who could it be?

into a glass, and took a sip. His Adam's apple moved sensually as his eyes grew even colder. "Aveline, maybe we should put on a show." Aveline looked

struggle, he whispered, "Just play along. What if my place is bugged?" Aveline's hand pressed against his side, but she lessened her force upon

whispered, "What do you

odds, caught in some twisted love-hate drama. So why don't we flip the script?

felt something was off but couldn't pinpoint it. She asked, "But how can you be so sure that the other party wants us to hate

the current situation, that's what it seems like. Let's take a gamble and see if my

lightly touched her ear as he hoarsely asked, "Aveline, do you dare to take the

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