“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 frightening

Gillian to the floor with controlled force. The fall drew blood and broke a few ribs, but nothing

her hands, Karen spoke, “By the way, this is the Vanguard Agency’s secret prison. If I

couldn’t help but

really think she stood taller

Webster would dare cross

Agency had been a choice of preference, not a

the mere mention of her name, the Agency would’ve

secret prison, and Karen could

highest confidentiality at headquarters, her medals enough to

merely an

waved to Thomas and

seemed, and

wanting to linger, left Gillian

her composure, gasping

was even more terrifying than Vivienne. When

her chest, Gillian stumbled

“What, they’ve changed

tossed in a pill.

poor thing,” Flynn said, catching

he ingested it than his brow furrowed tightly, and he collapsed in

her brow knitting

Truly horrifying.

wondered what they were all playing

Gillian said quickly, then hurried off, fearing Flynn’s madness might drag her

anyone, the surveillance in the cell silently erased the

Vivienne had finally made a breakthrough in

satisfied smile played on her lips.

she was finished and

she

later. I need to

back now, and I’ve got something

a knowing

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