Under the heiress facade

Tyler answered, "Yeah."

Hera narrowed her eyes.

"You're the Grandmaster of Astral Nova?"

He put a finger to his lips to shush her and said cryptically, "That's a dangerous question to ask. It could get us into deadly trouble."

She frowned. She knew Astral Nova was a powerful and mysterious organization, but she never thought it would be so dangerous that she would run into deadly trouble if she asked about it. Then again, Tyler might not be lying if Astral Nova was so powerful that even the four influential families would bow to it.

And to think, Hera had unknowingly flirted with death when she repeatedly attacked Astral Nova's firewall the last time.

"The organization's inner workings can be highly political at times, but you can dig up any information you want through its network within minutes. So, how about it?" Tyler probed.

He was still smiling, his gaze beguiling and full of lethal charm. With a face like his, he could make anyone say yes.

Hera stared at him and asked, "So this is the third condition?"

She

join it. He could also be playing her

personal file had made him out to be. He was more than an illegitimate son who had been adopted by the Presgrave family to be trained and appointed as heir. "No, thanks. You

were to join such

twitched at the mention of her being weak and helpless. He had been threatened at needlepoint by her

to think she might need a

the offer just yet. Go home and sleep

out

your number,

when he added, "Besides, you should have a backup plan in case Bernard

before her. She wondered about

Tyler's phone screen dimmed from

one of these days, you'll learn that Bernard has been lying to you. You're

was reviewing the worksheet on his computer in

moment, Samson knocked on the door