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 emotions from

Ramona's meridians...

what on earth

turned to Percival with tearful eyes, "Mr. Ellington, are you really going to

from her.

nudged Percival with her elbow, "Mr. Wolf, your

in Percival's eyes, "Even if you wanted to tear down the palace,

seriously

is my witness, you are flawless in my eyes, the woman I love most

at her

the scene flipped

inconspicuous as possible, staring up

relentless public displays

even listening to me? Let me go!" Ramona couldn't stand the bizarre atmosphere

sharp voice popped the bubble of

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 is your mind filled with such filth..." Vivienne leaned in, pinching Ramona's chin, "I don't have time for

alter your meridians, to make yourself look like an ordinary person? Your skills should be quite impressive; you shouldn't have been caught

spouting?! What skills?

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

Anna replied in a

are you trying to

toward the projection screen, where Anna tapped a few keys

was a bleak, dark

the pallid light, a disheveled woman named Gillian sat askew in

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