"After the test, it was found that he had tucked the poison in his mouth in advance. The moment realized something went wrong, he committed suicide immediately. It was obvious that he was a professional killer who came well-prepared." When Emmeline heard the explanation, her face was getting gloomier. In her mind, she pictured the man driving a car and coming at her in desperation. When Jara noticed her expression, he reminded her. "The person who killed Keira was the former. His background is still not clear to us at the moment, and it takes time to investigate. If you go out now, no matter how skillful you are, it will be difficult for you to fight against all of them. You might get caught right away." "By that time, it won't be a big deal if you die, but who will avenge Keira? Do you want her to die in vain?" After Emmeline heard Jara's words, she was surprised. Lifting her head, she looked at him with her confused gaze. "What should I do
This set of techniques helped Emmeline a lot later on in her career. Even the series of hidden weapons she learned later was built on this foundation. As she thought about it, her pupils dilated slightly. A strange feeling arose in her heart. Seeing that she was happily playing darts, Yunne smiled and complimented, "Miss Illington, you are really good at aiming." With a smile, Emmeline picked up a dart and handed it to her, asking, "Do you want to give it a try?" Upon hearing this, Yunne widened her eyes in surprise. "Me? No, I can't." At the same time, she waved her hand repeatedly. "I can't aim." Looking at her, Emmeline smiled. "How do you know if you don't try?" Hearing what she said, Yunne felt a little tempted. Hence, after hesitating for a long time, she still couldn't resist her urge and took the dart. "In that case... I'll give it a try. If I fail, don't laugh at me." Emmeline nodded. "Go ahead,
Emmeline didn't go far. She was only hanging around in the garden in front of Tower B for a short while. As the warm sunshine shone on the top of her head, it was like a huge and soft cotton cloth layering around her body. At that moment, Yunne was by her side. Afraid that she would get cold from the wind, she had taken out a thin blanket for her. "Miss Illington, the lotus in the pond is about to bloom. Would you like to have a look?" There was a large pond at the outermost part of the castle's garden. Usually, Uncle Poick would order someone to take care of it, and Jara rarely went there. Uncle Poick felt that the pond looked a little empty without anything inside, so he asked Yunne to plant some lotus in there. It was only April now. Logically, it was not the time where the lotuses should be blooming yet. However, perhaps it was because the weather was getting warmer now, or perhaps it was because the lotuses Uncle Poick had ordered peop
Suddenly, the door opened. It was Quan who came in with Kayla. When he saw the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa, he smiled politely and greeted him. "Hello, Mr. Marsh." In response, Mr. Marsh nodded slightly. Then, Quan walked up to Jara and said in a low voice, "Mr. Holland, I've brought her here." Raising his head, Jara looked at her and responded. "Mmm." "You may leave now." "Okay." Hearing that, Quan left respectfully. Meanwhile, Kayla stood there and was a little confused. At first, she thought that Jara was only looking for her alone, so she was excited. But now, it was obvious that he had a guest. At this time, why did he ask her to come here? Kayla wasn't so arrogant to think that Jara would bring her along with him to socialize with his guests. After all, in his eyes, she was nobody, much less his woman. Then why did he summon her here? With doubt in mind, Kayla raised her head and looked at Jara.
After Kayla thanked Luca, Jara dismissed her. Then, he requested Uncle Poick to bring them a cup of tea as he continued to chat with Luca. In the evening that day. Jara and Luca walked out of the reception room together. When Jara walked him to the door, he said, "Mr. Marsh, since you have something to do, I won't keep you for dinner. We'll talk in detail next time when we have time." With a nod, Luca seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly, he added. "Jara, the young lady earlier... If possible, I hope you can do me a favor and treat her well." Hearing that, Jara raised his eyebrows. Obviously, if these words were said by a guest, it would be a bit abrupt and impolite. However, Jara didn't ask anything and just nodded with a smile. "Since it's your wish, of course, I'm obliged to do it." Hearing that, Luca was stunned. After glancing at him deeply, he turned around and left without saying anything. Soon, the car di
Jara took the towel and wiped the sweat off his head. He then took a big gulp of water before leading Quan out. However, as soon as he walked to the door of the boxing hall, someone with a petite figure suddenly rushed to him, blocking his way. "Jara, I have something to say to you." Looking at Kayla who had suddenly appeared, he frowned. Annoyedness rose from the bottom of his heart, but when he thought of something, surprisingly, he did not chase her away. Instead, he said in a low voice, "Come here." After that, they head to the lounge next door. As Kayla stood behind him and looked at his back, she bit her lips and followed him. In the lounge. The atmosphere was a little cold as usual. Sitting on a leather sofa, Jara looked at Kayla, who came in with her head lowered. Seeing that, Quan left without making a sound and had even closed the door for them. Then, Jara began. "Go ahead, what's the matter?" Before
However, why would Jara listen to her? With a sullen face, he pushed the wheelchair. As Emmeline was injured, it was hard for her to resist. Besides, she didn't want to fall from the wheelchair just for the sake of fighting back. It was not worth getting hurt again. Therefore, she could only let him pushed her away. At that moment, she was bent out of shape, and her breathing became rapid. Clenching her teeth, she cursed, "Jara, you're such a f*cking b*st*rd!" Despite being sworn at, Jara wasn't infuriated at all. On the contrary, he kept a straight face while pushing her all the way back to the main building. After entering the hall, he carried her from the wheelchair and walked to the bedroom upstairs. Emmeline was shocked. Feeling nervous, she began to struggle. "Why did you bring me here? Let go of me!" Ignoring her rebel, Jara remained silent and carried her to the bedroom. Then, he slammed the door shut with his feet and walke
Suddenly, Jara stood up, let go of Emmeline, and shouted, "Uncle Poick!" Right away, Uncle Poick entered the room. With a pair of icy-cold eyes, Jara glanced at Emmeline, who was still sitting on the bed. "Send Miss Illington back." "Yes, Mr. Holland." After that, Uncle Poick sent Emmeline back. As Jara and Emmeline were upset, they parted in discord. Even though Jara was enraged, Emmeline wasn't in a good mood either. At first, she was thrilled after blurting those words. It was as if she had vented out all her pent-up anger at once. However, as soon as she saw his sad expression, she was heartbroken. Thinking about that, Emmeline raised her hand and touched her chest. At that moment, she felt that as if a small knife had stabbed into her heart so deeply that it bled, and her face turned pale. On the other side, after Emmeline left, Jara vigorously kicked the sofa beside his bed before he walked out of the r