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.

cold, measured tone. "Knowing the risks and the number of people involved, you had to know

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

at first. She was waiting for her rescue. The basement was part

It looked like he'd have to play along and put on

word that this lady is tough as nails. She's beaten half to death and hasn't uttered a word.

Nicole's mouth. In less than a minute, Nicole was

were left in the basement. The rest withdrew. They waited in the shadows

straight to the hospital. He shared everything that had happened with lan. Upon hearing the details,

exceptionally quiet. Even the road outside saw

a limp made his way along the road toward the mansion. Clad in tattered clothes and carrying