His Unveiled Passion

Stephen's expression darkened. "Of course, I will hand her over to the authorities. But before that, I will expel her from the Jacobson family and make her answer for what she has done."

His words were vague and didn't specify how he planned to deal with Jacqueline.

Tessa didn't press further.

Half an hour later, the Cullinan drove into an unfamiliar area and slowly came to a stop.

Tessa looked around in confusion. "Where is this?"

"This is my base. Jacqueline is being held here," Stephen explained.

Getting out of the car, Stephen took Tessa's hand. "Stay close to me. It's big inside, and I don't want you to get lost."

Tessa let him lead her, quickening her steps to keep up.

The winter night air was bitterly cold. Stephen slipped Tessa's hand into his coat pocket. The warmth of his palm spread to hers, easing the cold.

Earlier, the car had driven straight in and parked at the entrance of the main building. While in the car, Tessa had only caught a glimpse of the place, but seeing its interior clearly left her stunned.

were still people training everywhere. Groups of people, under the command of team leaders, trained

with temperatures hovering around 28 to 30 degrees Fahrenheit, many were dressed in thin

was over six feet tall, and those who were bare-chested were all muscular

Tessa glanced around and saw a few who were

looking at?" Stephen's

people

explained indifferently, "Their training intensity

Tessa absentmindedly murmured, "Oh."

Jacobson! Good evening, Mrs. Jacobson!" Suddenly, a

dispersed trainees

nodded coldly and

looked puzzled and asked, "Do they... all know

"Yes."

the crowd, "Resume

sir!" The loud voices echoed

crowd dispersed in an orderly