Midnight.

Above the YQ Research Center, in the manor house nestled under the shadow of night.

In the pitch-dark living room, sobs echoed intermittently.

The ghostly moonlight slipped through the windows, faintly revealing the silhouette of a person writhing on the floor.

"Click!"

Lights flooded the villa, illuminating the figures of Vivienne and Percival as they emerged from the darkness.

Their cold gazes fell upon Ramona, who was bound hand and foot in the center of the room. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

By day, she was a damsel in distress, but now her eyes, having adjusted to the light, glared furiously at the two of them.

Percival gestured slightly, and Thomas stepped forward to rip the duct tape from Ramona's mouth.

Instantly, Ramona twisted in agony, collapsing to the floor, groaning uncontrollably.

Anna sauntered over, crouched beside her, and propped her up, gripping her cheek firmly, "Ms. Grimshaw, I'd advise you not to fight this. Answer our questions, and maybe we can all play nice. Otherwise, well let's just say we won't be so merciful."

Anna's hand, holding a switchblade, brushed lightly over Ramona's wrist.

Her icy eyes paused momentarily, giving a subtle shake of her head to Vivienne.

Vivienne's fingertip twitched, and Anna stood up, retreating to her position behind Vivienne, her sharp gaze never leaving Ramona.

slightly, masking her emotions from

Ramona's meridians...

on earth

eyes burning with rage, she shot at Vivienne, "Let me go this instant! Or you'll regret it!" After ranting at Vivienne, she turned to Percival with tearful eyes, "Mr. Ellington, are you really going to let your fiancée run wild? She's already ruined my career; why won't you just leave me alone?" Vivienne propped her head on her hand, thinking that Ramona's ability to switch faces was so much better than

her. Their

Percival with her elbow, "Mr. Wolf, your damsel in distress

flickered in Percival's eyes, "Even if you wanted to tear down the palace, I'd be right there

think I'm Leopold? Tearing down the palace? Mr. Wolf, I seriously doubt the image I have in your

are flawless in

Vivienne still felt her heart race every time he looked at her with those deep, affectionate eyes and spoke those cheesy lines. Ramona

scene flipped

Percival and Vivienne, tried to make themselves as inconspicuous as possible, staring up at the ceiling's intricate patterns with

relentless public displays of affection, they still found it somewhat

listening to me? Let me

popped the bubble of tenderness between Percival

you. We just want to know who's pulling your strings." Ramona's panic was fleeting, "What do you mean 'pulling my strings'? Vivienne, I'm

you do to alter your meridians, to make yourself look like an ordinary person? Your skills

are you spouting?! What skills? I don't know what you're

disapproval, "Seems like you're not going to give up till the last second, huh? Anna, turn on

Anna replied in

are you

toward the projection screen, where Anna tapped a few keys on her laptop, connecting the projector

screen, there was a bleak, dark

woman named Gillian sat askew in

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