“Oh,” Karen muttered under her breath, realization dawning on her. So this was the infamous Gillian.

The incredibly foolish idiot!

It wasn’t surprising she described her that way; in Karen’s eyes, Gillian was just that.

Stupid, despicable, and needing a beating!

How had Vivienne not knocked her lights out?

Gillian, hands clutched around her neck, took several deep breaths, cursing under her breath at Thomas for being such a brute with no chivalry.

After a moment, she finally turned her attention to Karen.

The legendary former captain of the Vanguard Agency, known as Lark.

And, as fate would have it, Vivienne’s mother!

Gillian narrowed her eyes. “Who the hell are you? This is the secret Vanguard Agency prison! You think you can just waltz in here as you please? Thomas, let me tell you, you’re in for a punishment! Don’t think just because Vance told me to stay out of Vanguard Agency’s business that I can’t deal with you!”

Before Gillian could finish, Karen lunged forward, gripping Gillian’s throat tightly.

She slammed her against the wall, feet dangling, struggling in vain.

Even Thomas, standing aside, was taken aback by how swiftly Karen had acted.

Gillian was gasping for air, on the verge of passing out.

“Dying is easy, and I could help you with that,” Karen’s voice was as cold as the Arctic.

Gillian, twice throttled, was furious but no match for Karen. She wanted to fight back, but a twisted smile crossed her face instead. “Go ahead, kill me! Let’s see if you dare!”

Karen’s lips curled into a smirk, her free hand tracing Gillian’s contorted face, her fingertip grazing the skin, leaving a painful sting.

Karen’s icy gaze met Gillian’s, whispering with a devilish tinge, “Don’t rush. What’s so scary about death? The real terror is wanting to die but being unable to. Your life is in my hands now. I’ll decide when to send you to hell.”

Thomas looked at the wicked smile on her face, a spitting image of Vivienne.

like daughter – a

force. The fall drew blood and broke a few

secret prison. If I decide to enter, it opens its

help

Gillian really think she stood taller

even Webster would dare

refusal to return to the Vanguard Agency had

the Agency would’ve rolled out

prison, and Karen could come and go as she

Karen’s records were held in the highest confidentiality at headquarters, her

merely an adherence to the

to Thomas and then left

simple as he seemed, and she

to linger,

regain her composure, gasping for air

was even more terrifying than Vivienne. When would this mother-and-daughter pair finally be

Gillian

yawned. “What, they’ve changed the help that brings

pill. “Look

thing,” Flynn said, catching the pill and

ingested it than his brow furrowed tightly, and he collapsed in agony, drenched in sweat, nearly

her brow knitting at the

Truly horrifying.

wondered what they

avoid Karen if you can,” Gillian said

the cell silently erased the footage of Gillian dispensing the

the YQ Research Center, Vivienne had finally

satisfied smile played on her

saw she was

muttered, “Didn’t she just wolf

head. “I’ll eat later. I need to discuss something

cue, Karen pushed open the door. “I’m back now, and I’ve got something to

shared a knowing smile, and Percival

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