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That night, under the serene glow of the moonlight, he held her close, sitting on the lawn. His warm voice, like the most beautiful note from a cello, resonated in her ears."Everyone has always misunderstood, thinking I liked your friend. For a while, I thought so too. But then I realized my gaze always lingered on you, the one beside her. After we met again, it became clear to me, Cynthia—I've loved you for a long time now…"The realization that Eamonn, the man she had admired for so long, actually loved her made Cynthia's heart race uncontrollably.She had her doubts, she had hesitated for a long time, but every time she wanted to disbelieve, his eyes would reassure her with their sincerity.Everyone has the right to love, and finally, her love had come. She wanted to hold onto it tightly. In that sweet moment, her heart, filled with happiness, also became incredibly fragile. Unconsciously, she began avoiding Chloe, though she couldn't quite understand why she was doing it or what

"Ma... Master?!" Grace stammered, her voice trembling as panic surged through her. Could Lionel have seen everything? She felt her legs go weak beneath her. This time, she feared, it wouldn't just end with a slap."Lion!" Florence exclaimed, running towards Lionel. "This woman bullied me! Hurry, throw her out!"She spread her arms wide, hoping to throw herself into her brother's arms, to pout and complain, and have this annoying woman, who didn't even respect her, thrown out. But just a few steps away from Lionel, she came to an abrupt stop.Lionel's face was like a brewing storm—he was angry.The coldness radiating from him made Florence shrink back. Having grown up by Lionel's side, she knew him too well. He was not someone to approach when he was like this.Chloe, hearing the commotion, turned her head and saw Lionel's sharp gaze. Her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively lowered her head, feeling a bit uneasy. Had he seen her displa

In the darkness, the car kept moving, turning left and right until it screeched to a halt.Chloe was dragged out by the two men. She strained her ears to listen. There were no sounds of bustling traffic—clearly, they were in a secluded place.The men shoved her into a room, tied her hands behind her back, and then removed the blindfold.With a loud "bang," they slammed the door shut.The room was bare, with nothing but a narrow single bed. Spotting a small window next to the bed, Chloe rushed over. Outside, there was no sign of any houses nearby, only darkness.She looked down—about seven or eight floors up. Jumping would be suicide.She had nothing with her; her purse had been snatched by the two men. It seemed there was no escape today.Lionel, that all-powerful man, did he know she'd been kidnapped? Of course not. After all, he was only human, not a god. Chloe slumped onto the bed, feeling utterly hopeless.Night

Moira hunched over in pain, her forehead drenched in sweat. Blood seeped through her flesh-colored stockings, the injury to her foot severe enough to leave her limping for a month.The two men exchanged glances, their eyes shifting nervously as they took in Chloe's cold, authoritative demeanor. The arrogance they had displayed earlier, back in the car, was nowhere to be found. Fear flickered in their eyes, and they didn't dare move forward.They had never met Lionel before, and he wasn't part of their underworld circles. But his name—just the mention of it—was enough to make men tremble, as if they were speaking of the Grim Reaper himself. This man was terrifying.And these two? They were nothing more than low-level thugs. If this woman really was Lionel's, could they afford to touch her? They'd be lucky to see the sun rise tomorrow."Useless cowards!" Moira barked, then winced in pain from her injured foot.She stumbled and fell to the ground, looking utterly ridiculous. Yet even in

Meanwhile, at a seaside vacation house, Chloe lay on the bed with her eyes tightly shut, while Geoffrey sat beside her, as still as a statue, quietly keeping watch over her.She slept peacefully, her soft, rosy lips slightly parted as she breathed. The swelling on her cheek had gone down significantly after applying the anti-inflammatory cream. Looking at the other side of her face, she appeared as delicate and flawless as crystal. Her long, curled eyelashes were still trembling slightly, indicating an uneasy sleep.Leaning over, Geoffrey gently kissed her smooth forehead, but to his surprise, Chloe's eyes snapped open without warning, locking onto his unfamiliar gaze.Slap!As Chloe's vision cleared, accompanied by a piercing scream, she delivered a hard slap across Geoffrey's face."Get away from me!" Chloe, still overwhelmed with fear and panic, lost control.She attacked like a wild woman—scratching, kicking, and hitting all at once. In an instant, Geoffrey's face bore several fre