Anna was ravenous, a side effect of the adrenaline rush from exertions earlier. She grabbed a stick of lamb kebab and devoured it with gusto.

On the other hand, Aaron felt queasy and crouched to the side, trying to catch his breath.

And then there was Kenneth. The guy who seemed invincible in the car was now hugging a tree and retching his guts out.

Drifting was cool, sure, but it came with consequences.

After Kenneth’s stomach had settled, Mark and Thomas, the last to hear the news, showed up.

“You okay, Aaron?” Mark was the first to check on Aaron, and concern filled his eyes.

Slightly irked yet not wanting to make a scene with an audience, Aaron subtly withdrew his hand. “I’m fine, really.”

Seeing Aaron was indeed alright, Mark relaxed.

Mark didn’t call out to the young master when he spotted Percival. Instead, he addressed Vivienne, “Vivienne, thanks for letting me know about Aaron.”

“No big deal.” Vivienne continued munching on her kebab, her eyes briefly sizing Mark up before looking away.

Suddenly, Mark’s phone rang. His expression darkened. “Got it, I’ll be there.”

Aaron caught the urgency in Mark’s voice and asked, “What’s up?”

“Some of our warehouses caught fire. I need to check it out.” Mark glanced at Vivienne, who nodded silently, and he took off.

Percival handed Vivienne another kebab, a faint smile playing at the corners of his eyes.

“Tasty, but a bit charred,” Vivienne commented, flicking the kebab with such finesse that it spun through the air and landed perfectly in a nearby trash can.

Even the most delicious food and the most valuable people become disposable with a single flaw.

his water at the sight, spraying a mist that

what’s wrong

it on purpose!” Kenneth wiped

hands. “Aaron, stick with Anna for the next few days. If anything

and won’t have time,” Percival interjected,

shot him a sidelong glance. Was he really

say, “Jealous?

clenched his teeth, knowing he had no ground to stand on, and

it, Vivienne,”

Percival was

Thomas arrived with two new cars from the Ellington Group, he said, “Percival, I’ll take you and Ma’am

the driver’s seat of another car. “I’m taking Aaron back to

“I’ve got to get back

hadn’t planned

with Kenneth still puzzled over the day’s events and their

seemed

messages from Matthew

They were decoys for

[The motorcycle wasn’t mine. After finishing the

motives—to force Mark into giving them

curled her lips in amusement. “Mr. Wolf, how’s it going

glanced at Thomas, who looked glum at the wheel. “Thomas

quick.” Vivienne nodded. “You guys at Vanguard Agency really don’t waste any

“Ma’am, no jokes,

his service weapon to meet Percival,

on his own but also

superiors were clearly trying to isolate Percival, forcing him to give up

pressure from both sides had driven Vivienne and Percival to a

against Percival lazily, saying, “Mr. Wolf, let’s just go

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