Not only did Lucille stop his lips with her hand, but she also covered her mouth with another. Her initially cold hand warmed up against his breath, tickling her palm."My sweetie, are you rejecting me? Hm?" Spencer's low voice vibrated through the gaps between her fingers, creating a deeper tone. His sharp, arched brows were now veiled in a layer of frost, and his dark eyes were simmering with intensity.She shook her head again, hand still sealing her mouth, and answered, "No. I just didn't want you to…" She paused briefly, blinking her watery eyes at him. "To regret it later on."He raised his brows, signaling for her explanation. He wanted to know what he would regret.Lucille arrived at a quandary. She wondered how she was going to explain this. She couldn't possibly tell him that she and Lila had devoured plenty of junk food earlier, including blue cheese, which he heavily disliked. She couldn't turn herself in!As an idea sprouted in her head, she devised an excuse. "My gum
After a momentary daze, Lucille remained headstrong and shook her head, denying, "No.""Then, let go. I won't mind it. What are you worried about?""No way. Unless you get up and stop crushing me."Spencer lifted his head from her ear and locked in on her face. He knew her personality all too well. She was stubborn and persistent, and since she might have more patience in extending this standstill, he decided to concur first.Moments later, he rose and sat on the side, his gaze fixed on her figure. Almost immediately, Lucille's eyes turned brighter and wider. She used one hand to support herself, albeit maintaining a distance from him.Faced with her distrust, Spencer was rather helpless."I'm heading back to the room," she said, covering her mouth. Then, she circled away from him and arrived at the staircase. Just as she was about to take a step up, she heard a dull, painful groan from behind.She stopped and turned around suspiciously, only to see his figure no longer sitting
Lucas sat on the couch, his countenance dark as he gazed at the woman opposite him.Bailey crossed her legs while hugging a pillow, mumbling, "I don't want anything. Like I said a million times, I don't want to get married.""Why?""I told you before. Marriage is the death of love. Isn't that enough of a reason?" she questioned.Lucas' temples throbbed, and his veins were protruding. He never expected that cynical idea to be the greatest obstacle in his life one day.Taking a deep breath, he asked, "So, you believe that as soon as we get married, our love for each other will vanish? Or is it because you think I don't love you enough?"Bailey pondered briefly and answered, "Neither. Instead, I think you've been doing amazingly well. I just don't want to get married. That's all." Then, she added, "Aren't things great the way they are now?"She was extremely resistant to the idea of marriage, but that was something she hadn't told him. Besides, she could distinctly feel Lucas' feel
Lucas wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her forward, leaving just an inch of distance between them. Bailey, who was half-kneeling on the couch, suddenly felt her body straighten at his tug.Frightened by his actions, she found her hands sliding from his temples down to his solid shoulders. The atmosphere grew charged with tension, and their breaths lightly brushed against each other's skin.At that moment, Bailey understood what he meant. She was more open in this aspect compared to Lucille and wasn't shy about it.She blinked, asking, "Didn't you perform four surgeries today?" In other words, wasn't he too exhausted to do it?Lucas' gold-rimmed glasses gave him an added flare of irresistible charm. Beneath those glasses were a pair of scrutinizing eyes. "Are you questioning my ability?" he asked with narrowed eyes.Bailey was bold. "Not really. But there are hits and misses at times."He removed his glasses and chuckled coldly. "Is that so? I've never had any misses o
Daisy, who was sitting in on the discussion, sniggered. In terms of bickering, Hunter always ranked at the bottom."I know you investigated me." Lucille was straightforward.Despite knowing he was in the wrong, Hunter remained righteous and scoffed. "How ungrateful! I just didn't want you to be tricked and scammed!"He sounded almost delusional before Lucille. Before she could answer, Daisy chimed in. "After all the years of knowing her, have you seen her suffer at anyone's hands?" She glanced at Lucille and smiled flirtatiously. "Instead, they should thank her for not ending their lives."Hunter was rendered speechless once more. After all, Daisy was spot on. Still, he was upset that Spencer got to have Lucille all to himself. Not to mention the fact that they hadn't known each other for long."You don't act on your impulses. Why did you choose to marry someone you just met?" Hunter questioned Lucille. It was something he had always wanted to know but hadn't had the chance to a
Hunter quickly realized that Lucille didn't want to miss out on any possibilities. Indeed, that assumption was plausible because those barbarians would do anything. He simply hadn't expected his casual remark to enlighten her.Daisy was confused. "I remember an article reporting that there are 13 islands. Why only target eight of them?" Hunter was similarly perplexed.Lucille explained, "Because underneath the remaining five islands are volcanoes that could erupt at any moment. Therefore, they can't build their new base there.""How do you know that?" Hunter's curiosity grew. After all, those islands were extremely desolate and insignificant. Who would research or study that place?She didn't answer him. Instead, she said eagerly, "Give me a laptop."Ten minutes later, Lucille created a detailed geographical map on the laptop, marking coordinates, latitudes, and longitudes. She indicated where the entrances and exits were, as well as potential areas for constructing an undergrou
"Sir, I brought them." A bodyguard in black stood before the office desk and reported to the person behind the black leather chair.The chair turned around the next second. Taylor's face appeared as he casually positioned his hands on the armrests. His menacing countenance was accompanied by a chilling gaze and mocking smile.Then, his harsh voice sounded. "Tell them, if they don't succeed this time, they shouldn't even think about receiving a penny!"The bodyguard in black quickly lowered his head, saying, "Yes, sir," before leaving the room.Taylor narrowed his sinister gaze. He could never let someone who knew about his secret stay alive. After all, only the dead could keep a secret. Although he wasn't sure whether Lucille had shared the information with Spencer, he knew his only choice was to kill her.On the other side, Lucille had left Nightshadow Club for 30 minutes when her phone rang. It was an unknown number, so she merely glanced at it without answering. She got a s
Lucille let out a cold chuckle, her voice getting deeper and harsher. "Don't worry. If I find her missing so much as a strand of hair, I'll make sure all of you regret ever being born! No matter when you hide, I'll find you."If they could threaten her, she could do the same, too.The other party was stunned by her boldness. She sure was brazen for threatening them while Marie was still in their hands. Nevertheless, he was indeed threatened by her.He didn't continue holding out against her and said, "I've sent you the route. You have one hour to come here, Mrs. Layton."After hanging up the call, Lucille instructed her people to investigate the source and location of that mysterious caller.Without waiting for Bethany to ask, Lucille recounted the entire story to her. After that, she told her to step out of the car.Bethany stood by the road, watching as the Mercedes-Benz G Class drifted away. Then, she swiftly reported the matter to Spencer.At the same time, Lucille made anot