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 do

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

do them good to take lessons from her. Their performances

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

you wanted to tear

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

with hers, "As heaven is my witness, you are flawless in my

every time he looked at her with those deep,

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

public displays

Vivienne, are you even listening to me? Let me

popped the bubble of tenderness

pulling your strings." Ramona's panic was fleeting, "What do you mean

eyes 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 shouldn't

spouting?! What skills? I don't

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

ma'am," Anna replied in

"What are you trying

screen, where Anna tapped a few keys on her laptop, connecting the projector to a surveillance

there was a bleak, dark

light, a disheveled woman

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