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Chapter 71
Weylin squirmed in his sleep. Unconsciously he put his palm next to him, feeling the space beside him. He frowned upon not finding the warm, slender body which he had been cuddling throughout the entire night. Being reluctant to open his eyes, he kept tracing the bed. Finally, he opened his eyes only to realize that he was the only person in the room. Scrubbing his face gently with both hands, he sat up. “She could have woken me up,” He pouted, looking at the wrinkled sheets beside him. “Waking up alone feels lonely.” He put his palm on the area where his wife slept last night. “It’s cold. It looks like she woke up long ago.” He pouted even more, looking sad. “Tch…Such a cold-hearted wife I have. We cuddled all night and now she left me alone.”Suddenly, a waft of mouthwatering aroma assaulted his nose. He sat erect like a puppy would sit upon hearing the word ‘treats’.“Oh? She is in the kitchen, hm?” He smiled brightly like a child. “Let's freshen up first and then meet her downsta
Chapter 72
"How did it go?" Blake asked, standing outside the torture room. "She was a tough nut to crack." Shadow wiped her sweat with her forearm since she didn't want to smear her forehead with blood. She usually wore a full face covering mask when going out but when she used to work with Blake Turner, she wore the mask covering from her dorsum nasi to the remaining part of her face, leaving her eyes and forehead."I guess it wasn't hard for Shadow to make her open her mouth," Blake scoffed, walking with her to the adjacent room in the basement. "That maid was Oliver's spy," Shadow informed, wiping the blood off her hands with a towel, given by one of the bodyguards who were following them. "She accepted her crimes. She was sent to slander the young mistress and put the Turners in a bad light at the banquet.""Only that much?" Blake narrowed his eyes, expecting more information from the assassin. Her facial expressions changed into solemn ones. “A batch of illegal weapons is going to arr
Chapter 73
Garaine's solemn facial expressions didn't change. She schooled her expression so quickly, looking exactly how Shadow would look to take down her opponent. She stared at the latter, holding her weapon down. "Garaine, you are the infamous assassin, The Shadow!?" Lucia exclaimed, visually overwhelmed by the discovery. She rushed to her friend. "I can't believe you-" As she was about to hug Garaine, she felt the sharp pressure on her stomach. She looked down only to realize the tip of Garaine's katana was resting against her stomach. If she moved an inch forward, the blade would mercilessly penetrate her. "Garaine?!" Flabbergasted, Lucia looked at her friend. "I'm still Shadow, your opponent, remember?" Garaine smirked, pressing her katana against the other's stomach, reminding Lucia that her life is at her mercy. "I don't think twice before destroying someone who stands against me." "Oh? You're gonna play like that?" Lucia snickered, shaking her head. "Then, you protect someone
Chapter 74
Garaine immediately turned back only to find her husband standing behind her, leaning against the wall with his hands crossed across his chest. “Mr. Turner, why aren't you asleep yet?” She frowned, rushing towards her husband. “Garaine, where have you been?” Weylin’s voice sounded icy as he stood erect, letting his hands hang on his sides. The dim yellow lights illuminated his firm chest, wrapped with bandages, peeking through his unbuttoned black shirt. His usual side parted that was swept back appeared all messy. Was he drinking? Now that she was standing just in front of him, she could smell a faint scent of alcohol from him. “Mr. Turner, have you been drinking?” Garaine asked, pretty astounded by his guts. “You are injured and still you are drinking!” “Garaine Turner, Don’t. Avoid. My. Question!” Weylin clenched his jaws, controlling his urge to yell. His suppressed roar depicted how angry he was. “I’m asking you for the last time. Where have you been?” She gulped, unabl
Chapter 75
“What?!” Spider exclaimed, stopping in her tracks. “So, you’re saying that all the cyber attacks were caused by Davies?”“Don’t stop moving, you blockhead,” Shadow smacked her friend’s head. “We are in the basement. One mistake will cost both of our lives.”“Ah, my bad.” Lucia smiled sheepishly. “In the morning, I had a meeting with my father and Mr. Turner,” Garaine explained. “The Davies seems to be up to something big. The corresponding cyber attacks, attack on Mr. Turner, attack on me and this tight security- I think it's somehow related to the mystery of the basement.”“You are worn out, aren’t you?” Lucia wanted to know, noticing the change in her gait pattern.“I've been working non-stop since yesterday,” Garaine let out a weary smile. “It's natural that I’m kinda exhausted.”Lucia held Garaine’s hand, making the other look at her. “We should’ve postponed our mission if you aren’t feeling good.” Her voice was contoured with concern. “Aish, you worrywart, I’m not that exhaust
Chapter 76
“What?!” Lucia’s eyes widened. She couldn't believe her ears. “What are you saying? Didn’t the Turners lose her in a gang war long ago?”“I used to believe the same.” Garaine turned to her friend. “But how are you so sure that it's her?” Lucia asked, unconvinced by Garaine’s words. “I mean you never saw her, did you?”“There is a huge portrait of her hanging on the wall in my father’s room,” Garaine explained. “It's impossible not to recognize her.”“Then something is greatly fishy.” Lucia bobbed thoughtfully. Oliver left shortly. After a few minutes, a maid appeared with a covered tray in her hands. The assassins glanced at each other, communicating with their eyes. They nodded. As the maid was about to pass by the pillar, behind which they were hiding, Garaine knocked her unconscious. She quickly changed into the maid’s clothes and took the tray in her hands, appearing exactly like a maid of Davies' household. Meanwhile, Lucia didn't plan to go into disguise. Garaine covered her f
Chapter 77
Garaine turned around only to find her husband sitting on the couch. She gulped nervously as she realized what would happen next. She tried to read her husband’s expression but since the room was dimly lit, she failed. “You are supposed to be sleeping now. Why aren’t you sleeping?” Garaine spoke, trying to mask the anxiousness on her face.“That’s not important, Garaine.” Weylin stood up and took a step forward. ”I'm not letting you off the hook today.”Weylin’s voice was cold enough to send chills down her spine. Garaine lowered her gaze as she knew she had no escape today. It's natural for a loving husband to worry for his wife and Weylin was indeed a very loving husband. He was just worried about her.She parted her lips but she just couldn’t bring herself to spill the beans about her deepest secret to her husband. Thousands of unwanted negative thoughts started to gnaw her mind. What if he starts hating me? What if he stops loving me? He actually fell for my caring side, not for
Chapter 78
"I need to distract myself.” Weylin lightly slapped his cheeks and climbed the stairs to his father’s office. It was 10 am and he planned to keep himself as busy as possible to avoid the reminiscence of the events revolving around Garaine. As he climbed a few more steps, a waft of alcohol assaulted his nose. He stopped in his tracks. “Alcohol?” Weylin frowned. “Who is drinking alcohol this early in the morning?” He quickly reached his father’s door when the scent of alcohol intensified. He gasped when the realization hit him. “Don’t tell me Father…""Father!" He opened the door with a loud bang without caring to knock. As soon as he opened the door, his eyes almost popped out of his sockets while his jaws slacked at the sight that was welcoming him. Blake was sitting on the floor with his head buried in his arm on the table. He was holding his wife's huge portrait with the other hand. His blazer was pitifully lying on the floor as the owner seemed to discard it hours ago. His wh