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.

frowned slightly, masking her

Ramona's meridians...

on earth do you

there was no need for Ramona to keep up her act. Struggling fiercely, her 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

to take lessons from her. Their performances wouldn't have been so unconvincing back

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

"Even if you wanted to tear down the

palace? Mr. Wolf, I seriously doubt the image I have in your

is my witness, you are flawless in my eyes, the

her with those deep, affectionate eyes and spoke those cheesy

had the scene flipped so

behind Percival and Vivienne, tried to make themselves as inconspicuous as possible, staring up at the ceiling's intricate patterns with feigned indifference. How to put

their bosses' relentless public displays of affection, they still found

me? Let me go!" Ramona couldn't stand

voice popped the bubble of

bound figure in the room, Vivienne stood up, "Ms. Grimshaw, we really don't want to make this difficult for 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 telling you, everything you posted online is fake. I could sue you for slander. Why

shining dangerously, "I'm just curious: what exactly did you do to alter your meridians, to make yourself look like an ordinary person? Your skills should be quite impressive; you

you spouting?!

her tongue in disapproval, "Seems like you're not going to give up till the last second,

ma'am," Anna replied in a deep

"What are you trying to

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

the screen, there was a

pallid light, a disheveled woman named Gillian

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