No Strings Attached

Leonora was a piece of work, but Robert was even more so.

Edwin clenched his fist slightly before continuing his inquiry. "Where's Robert now?"

"He's in the basement of the beauty salon that Leonora frequents. That place is the production base for the aphrodisiacs Clara was taking. I was an employee there, and Robert was the boss. I've seen them meet there before. This whole operation was Robert's idea. He promised me a ticket out of the country and a reunion with my son once it was all over."

Edwin's eyes darkened upon hearing this.

At first, when the investigation into the love potions began, it was believed to be a product of the foreign black market, something that would be easy to trace to a buyer. But after much ado, it was discovered that the drugs had quietly become popular domestically.

The source of the drugs was right here, under their noses.

his glasses as he spoke in a cold, measured tone. "Knowing the risks and the number of people involved, you had to know that attacking Clara would make escape impossible. How did they plan to get

temperament, you wouldn't hand me over to the police. He was sure I'd be locked up here

but smirk at the notion. No wonder Nicole had refused to confess at first. She was waiting for her rescue. The basement was part of the old Hayes family estate, and Robert, the former

in mind, a new level of ruthlessness flickered in Edwin's eyes. It looked like he'd have to play along and put on

as nails. She's beaten half to death and hasn't uttered a word. Now she's unconscious and needs a doctor." The bodyguard

small pill from his pocket and popped it into Nicole's mouth. In less than a minute, Nicole was out cold like the

guards were left in the basement. The rest withdrew. They waited in the shadows for the big fish

had happened with lan. Upon hearing the details, lan suddenly thought of

midnight, the Hayes family mansion was exceptionally quiet. Even the road outside saw few cars passing

scavenger with a limp made his way along the road toward the mansion. Clad in tattered clothes and carrying a grimy trash bag