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.

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

their conversation carried clearly into the backseat. Jamie had cooperated enough to open

beneath the floor mat

leaning in to sweep

“No one else inside?”


two of us,” the driver replied without

her head bowed, body limp against the floor. She seemed unconscious-unable to move, unable to even

curved with an almost imperceptible

shot the inspectors a

part

left her exposed, dangling the illusion of rescue in front of her, only to snatch it away when hope flickered in her eyes. The moment she realized she had been betrayed-that, too, would be a

Sharon remained unconscious, robbing

sense wasting more time toying with her. Julliard’s men were still searching, and every

“Let’s go,” he ordered.

driver climbed back in, and the

lay empty, traffic sparse. The driver deliberately took the quieter back routes, where silence pressed

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