Chapter 933

Modern makeup techniques had reached an almost otherworldly level—no less effective than the ancient art of disguise. With enough skill, a man could become a woman, and a woman could just as easily pass as a man.

For Jamie, evading pursuit had never been easier.

Listoria City was under total lockdown. Every vehicle had to undergo inspection.

The driver glanced at the roadblock ahead and lowered his voice. “Mr. Walton, there’s a checkpoint.”

Jamie cast a brief look at Sharon, noting her complete stillness. His lips curved faintly as he replied, “What’s there to fear? They won’t recognize us anyway.”

Soon, their car rolled up to the inspection point.

Jamie signaled the driver with a glance.

The driver stepped out, handing over his license-along with a folded stack of bills hidden inside.

you’ll allow us through. There’s no one in

window, their conversation carried clearly into the backseat. Jamie had cooperated enough to open it, though

shoved beneath the floor mat

inspectors ignored the bribe, leaning in to sweep their eyes across

“No one else inside?”


us,” the driver replied without

head bowed, body limp against the

with an almost imperceptible

the inspectors a subtle

of course, were part of

her exposed, dangling the illusion of rescue in front of her, only to snatch it away when hope flickered in her

robbing him of his

no sense wasting more time toying with her. Julliard’s men were still searching, and

“Let’s go,” he ordered.

back in, and the

the night stretched ink-black and endless. It was already deep into the small hours. The streets lay empty, traffic sparse. The driver deliberately took the

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