Persephone's expression changed. She refrained from pressing for details, confident that Seamus would handle everything. What puzzled her was the supposed loyalty of the individuals meticulously chosen by the Hamertons and Thompsons.

Yet, there was a traitor among them, targeting her life!

Seamus said, gripping her arm, "Sephy, don't worry. I'll always protect you."

"Sorry, overheard your conversation." Morpheus' brow furrowed, his gaze heavy on Seamus. "Who do you mean by 'a mole'?"

"This is our business." Seamus avoided disclosing too much. "Mr. Orton, it's better not to ask. But... Sephy might need to trouble you for a while longer."

"Continue staying with me?"

"Yes." Seamus held his gaze.

this point, he no longer harbored the initial distrust toward Morpheus. He sensed Morpheus genuinely cared for Persephone, providing

traitor identified, he had to handle it. This person had no vendetta against the Hamertons—everything

at Morpheus again and said, "Apologies for the

cold. "But are you still not planning to tell

"What?"

locked onto Persephone's face as he

like she was stumbling into an abyss,

labels based on their suspicions. Despite that, she could clearly see

a deep breath, she clenched her fists and then slowly released them. After a moment, she looked into his eyes and asked in return, "And what

Morpheus was taken aback.

enter and leave the police station, even exchange words with

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