His Unveiled Passion

The housekeeper saw Tessa's red, swollen eyes, and her expression changed. "Ms. Yates, what happened?"

Tessa gently shook her head and said with a choked voice, "I'm fine."

The housekeeper looked worried. "Do you need me to contact Mr. Jacobson?"

It was an unintentional slip, but it still stung.

Tessa forced a weak smile-one that looked even worse than crying. She tried to sound composed. "I'm really fine. I guess I just haven't adjusted to this place yet. And I've been worried about my father's condition. I couldn't hold back my emotions. You don't need to worry about me."

The housekeeper wasn't aware that Samuel was hospitalized, so she didn't press further. She said, "It's good that you're all right. You scared me for a moment. I thought something had happened.

"Mr. Jacobson specifically told me that if you need anything, you should reach out to him anytime. Even if it's just about meals or trouble sleeping, he wants to know."

Tessa was stunned. "He really said that?"

The housekeeper smiled and replied, "Of course, Ms. Yates. It's obvious how much Mr. Jacobson cares about you."

Tessa remained silent.

The housekeeper continued, "You should rest. If you get hungry later, just let me know, and I'll prepare something for you."

"There's no need to trouble yourself. I won't be eating tonight. Once you're done with your work, you should rest."

The housekeeper hesitated. "Mr. Jacobson gave strict instructions to take good care of you. I'm staying in

the room diagonally across from yours. Just knock if you need anything." "Alright."

...

arms resting on the backrest, long legs crossed in a casual yet commanding posture. Though he appeared relaxed, his eyes

the three of you

man trembled slightly while kneeling on the floor. His head and arm were wrapped in bandages because of the wounds from the afternoon chase. He was

bullet that pierced his arm. When his car crashed into

hard enough to knock

and barely pulled back from the brink of death, he hadn't even taken time to

pale, but it was uncertain whether

His voice quivered as he

narrowed his eyes and hissed, "And there's still no sign of

Liam leaned down and whispered into James' ear, "We just got a call. The police have

the mercenary from Arcton who had fired the heavy rifle, while Charles was one of Liam's assassins from

been in the Porsche.

off the

the cliff,

survival had

Vel

wasn't

police had

corpses.

holding his gun when he fell. So, the

now in police custody.

That complicated things.