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“And?” he replied, utterly unfazed. He held her hand as they walked forward. “We’re a couple, aren’t we? Besides, a kiss in the daytime isn’t the same as at night. Night kisses are something else entirely.”

As he spoke, the sunlight streaming through the glass illuminated his shoulders, highlighting his broad frame and narrow waist. He looked like he’d stepped out of a painting—effortlessly captivating.

Allison squeezed his hand in mock protest. “Kellan, you’re deliberately teasing me.”

“Caught me red-handed,” he replied, his grin widening.

Still holding hands, they made their way to board the plane. Before long, the engines roared to life, and the plane lifted off.

Kellan flipped open a newspaper, scanning the headlines with a casual air. “Allison, there’s an article here about Bill and the research institute.”

her eyes skimming

research institute fire and the assassination

inhumane human experiments were conducted behind the scenes,

skimmed through it. One by one, the rich and powerful involved in human trafficking had been named and shamed, their crimes dragged into the harsh light of public

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the upcoming mayoral election took

lightly. “Mrs. Blake’s husband will likely take office if everything goes as expected. He’s got the spine to

on the experiments and Josh, but skirts around the real reasons behind the mayor’s assassination and the research institute explosion. It almost seems to greatly reduce the chances of us being discovered.” Not a single word

gaze. “Did you have a hand

the world’s largest advertiser, after all. His team ensured that this

faint smile as she folded the newspaper. “I should’ve known. He’s thorough, I’ll give him that.” She remembered how Ferdinand had covered their tracks back on Burned Islands. “Thank him for me, will

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