“I’m on my way.” Robert added sternly, “Whatever Zachary does, don’t push his buttons. Be patient and make concessions if you need to until I arrive.”

Sherlyn was frustrated at his advice. “Why are you so scared of him? We’re in F Nation.”

He merely retorted, “You’ve led a sheltered life for far too long, and you’re out of touch with the dangers out there. You need to trust me on this; don’t cause more trouble-”

“Okay, okay, I got it,” came Sherlyn’s reluctant agreement. “Now hurry up! I’m going to check on Louis.”

After hanging up, she did not immediately visit Louis but instead turned to her subordinates. “Have all our bodyguards patrol the periphery. If anyone catches Zachary messing around, seize him immediately.”

“Yes, Lady Sherlyn.”

Sherlyn’s anxiety, and she eventually grabbed a gun from a drawer and hid it beneath her clothes before

a shower when she noticed some marks on her

and she sputtered, “Ms. Lindberg, did you

interrupted as she clutched

her best to recall

chatting with Louis after coming back to my room. We argued, and I slapped him so hard that his nose began bleeding. He got himself cleaned up in the bathroom

headache then. “I really don’t remember anything after

Louis do something while

hardly bring herself to finish her sentence as she became

jerk! And here I thought he was a real gentleman! I

her back. “What are you doing?

Louis took advantage of

to clarify things before jumping

proof is right in front

considered one

“I-”

pleaded as their argument worsened

two of them said in unison, lowering their

key to solving this puzzle is my memory loss. My gut instinct tells me that nothing happened between us. But if that’s the case, where did these marks on my body

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