Stefan had no idea that Renee liked building blocks, nor did he know of her extraordinary skills. His true intention was to dampen her spirit by giving her something she wasn’t good at, but… the woman’s performance made him view her in a different light.

Renee could easily put a few irregularly shaped blocks together, forming them into a complete shape. It was obvious that her speed and technique exceeded the average person’s.

“Huh, I didn’t think you were a master at this,” Stefan reluctantly admitted. Anyone else would’ve likely taken at least an hour to make those shapes, but Renee merely needed five minutes to achieve it. Her abilities were practically on his level.

The woman didn’t even need to look at the instructions, and she easily pieced another few blocks together. Her cherry lips curled upwards slyly, and she chuckled. “Well, you do have an odd mind, so I’m surprised you even think at all.”

She thought to herself, ‘What a waste of intelligence. It’s a shame he can’t read people at all – he thinks Desrosiers is a gentle, innocent woman, and Murphy is an honest, sincere bro. He even thinks I’m the pretentious villainess here, so how could I ever expect him to see anything past the surface?’

joining her in the block building project. His hands looked delicate under the chandelier light. His fingers were slender, long, and defined, tempting one to intertwine their fingers

but wander to

focus.” Stefan was a keen observer, and asked curiously, “What are you thinking

as fast as Renee when it came to working with the blocks, and was

yourself together, damn it! I know you’re into good looks, but now hands

them were working on the wings of the spaceship, each taking a side. Their movements and techniques were surprisingly

the same

scoffed, “Weren’t you the one who asked for the divorce, Mr. Hunt? Why are

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