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."

what I

at her in surprise. "You

previous imprisonment in that warehouse was intentional. How could it be such a coincidence that

"Smart," Lucas praised.

watching them, waiting for the right moment to drive a wedge between them, ideally turning

Who could it be?

cabinet, poured some 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

He reached out, pulling her into an embrace. As she began to struggle, he whispered, "Just play along. What if my place is bugged?" Aveline's hand pressed against his

"What do you

eyes darkened as he stared at her flushed ear. He leaned in, his voice low and intense. "That person wants to see us at odds, caught in some twisted love-hate drama. So why don't we flip the script? Let's act like

how can you be so sure

situation, that's what it seems like. Let's take

lightly touched her ear as he hoarsely asked, "Aveline,

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