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Ophelia steadied her breathing and tossed the black cloth strip over to the man in front of her.

The man caught the strip and toyed with it in his hands, his attractive eyes watching her like a loyal dog. "Long time no see, Elia. Looks like your skills have improved, he smiled, revealing pair of small canine teeth, his voice bright and cheerful.

"Yeah. It's been a while, What? The first thing you do when we meet is try to kill me? You've been following me for days. Aren't you tired yet?" Ophelia dusted off her clothes and picked up the dagger on the ground.

The man leaned against the tree trunk by the road, wrapping the black cloth around his palm before tying it off with his teeth. I took a job. Someone paid me to mess you up. The money was pretty good, and since it was you, I figured I'd take it. You should be thanking me. If it were anyone else, you'd be dead by now."

Ophelia let out a sneer and tossed the dagger back to him-Eric Martinez. He'd been tailing her for days, so she quickly deduced that Brock wouldn't have suddenly hired a hitman. It wasn't hard to guess who wanted her dead.

She pondered, Looks like the hospital bed isn't enough for him anymore. One more time, and I'll send him straight to the

morgue.

Ophelia asked, "You're still doing this kind of work?"

Eric tucked the dagger back into his belt and replied innocently Tve got no other skills. What else am I supposed to do?" The streetlamp cast a glow over his youthful face, highlighting a faint scar on his brow. Ophelia sighed helplessly. She and Eric bad grown up together in the slums. All the combat skills she had now, she'd learned from him.

He'd been forced to follow his adoptive father into a life of violence since he was ten, living a dangerous life where death lurked around every corner, While other kids his age were in school, he could barely recognize a handful of letters. When they were younger, Eric had taught Ophelia how to fight while she taught him how to read. Every time his adoptive father caught them, Eric would get beaten. The scar on his brow was from a bottle his father had smashed over his head. "If you wanted, you could live a different life" Ophelia probed gently.

s eyes.

"I don't want to," Eric replied as he smiled like a child. But if you looked closely, there was a bitterness in his c

Ophelia checked the time. Earlier, she'd purposely shaken off Kenneth's men, and by now, they'd likely be closing in.

you should know I'm with Chloe now. If you

flashed his small canines again and gave her shoulder a playful squeeze. "Elia, your shoulders aren't that broad. Don't

and mused, 'He's

careful," Ophelia said. But when she looked up again, Eric had already disappeared

weekend. Sharon's movie, On a Snowy Day, officially hit the theaters. By noon, the box

hand, Emily's teen flick, Sprout, was quickly torn apart online not long after the

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Rex, with a constant scowl and zeer acting skills, and the female lead portrayed as an airhead, naive and clueless, fans who had come specifically for Rex were ft deeply disappointed. Not a single cent of Sungate Entertainment's hefty promotional

over 27 million dollars, and it was projected to reach 30

finished

any plans tonight?" Sharon

Ophelia replied, "Why?"

gathering some people from the industry for a small get-together. I want

everyone nearby could hear her Ophelia then

I almost forgot. James is

then asked,

send you the address

scooted closer, asking. "Miss Spencer, are you

do you want me to pass along a message or something? Ophelia had never been a fangirl, so she couldn't quite grasp the whole

could snap a picture for me. I want to see if he's as handsome

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let out a quiet sigh as if resigned to the situation. She responded, "Uh... Sure. I guess." Half an hour later, Ophelia arrived at

seating area with a dance floor, while the second floor had several private glass rooms that offered a clear

then led

said to everyone,

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