Chapter 3

After landing in England, Weylin Turner deplaned. Rising his head up, he enjoyed the soothing sunshine that was touching his expanses of skin. His lips curved upwards into a gentle smile. 

Hmm...this is the pleasant smell of England. I missed it too much.

"Enjoying the nice weather, huh?" Jace chuckled, glancing at his best friend. 

"Of course!" Weylin laughed gently. 

As he walked a few steps, a black Mercedes A 600 appeared, followed by a few black BMW 7 cars. Men dressed in complete black got down from the car, bowing to the young master. 

"Welcome, young master."

The driver of Mercedes who was dressed in a black suit greeted him. 

Weylin flashed a warm smile with a slight nod. No sooner had Weylin and Jace got into the Mercedes than they departed, destined to arrive at the Turner's Mansion. 

After some time, Weylin arrived at the mansion- the place where he had millions of childhood memories with his father before he was sent away. The huge mansion seemed like a luxurious villa - a perfect place for a family vacation. Surrounding the mansion, there was a beautifully maintained garden which was perfect to enrich one's spirit and exude calm. 

A big smile appeared on the young master's face as he walked on the paved way. The gigantic door opened, allowing him to walk inside his house. 

"Welcome home, young master!"

As Weylin walked inside, followed by Jace and others, he was welcomed warmly by the butler. 

"Uncle." Weylin's face glowed upon seeing the person who used to be his guardian in absence of his father. 

Before he could walk a few steps toward the older man, a gunshot was heard, making everyone freeze in their positions. The next moment, the bodyguard who was standing just behind Weylin slumped on the floor. No sooner had the person fallen on the floor than the other bodyguards held him tight in his position, snatching away his hidden weapons. 

"Miss Shadow! What's with this audacity?!" The butler yelled, making everyone look in the direction of the source of the sound. 

"An intruder already?" 

Shadow's voice sounded cold as she lowered her gun. Walking along the railing, she slowly started to come downstairs. Since her entire face was covered with a mask, not a single person could either understand her expressions or her motives. 

"An intruder!?" Weylin exclaimed, watching the female figure standing before him. 

"Greeting, young master," Shadow bowed to the young master with her fist on her chest. "My apologies. I didn't mean to surprise you like this but some bastard dared to make his way into this mansion without any invitation."

"But all of these people are our men, aren't they?" Jace asked in a grim tone. 

"The one who slumped on the floor isn't," Shadow replied in a serious voice. 

Walking to the man who was shot in the thigh, Shadow put her fingers beneath the man's chin. Forcibly pushing his chin upwards, she made him look at her. 

"This face is completely new. I didn't send this man to fetch the young master." Suddenly Shadow pressed his cheeks, making the guy whimper in pain. "Who sent you here to follow the young master?"

"N-no o-one." The man huffed, unable to speak due to pain. 

"Really?" Shadow gritted her teeth. Putting her foot on the very same place where he was shot, she pressed it hard, making him yelp in pain. "Are you planning to play games with me? Don't worry, Shadow is an expert when it comes to playing games." Snickering, she harshly let go of his face. "Lock him in the 'playroom'. I'll take care of him later."

"Yes, Miss."

The bodyguards who held the man in place dragged him away from the hall. 

Meanwhile, Weylin observed the power and authority the lady held. He saw the fear and respect for her in everyone's eyes who were present there. He saw countless women in the USA but never ever did he see a woman who held this much power. It seemed like just a stare from her was enough to leave her subordinates trembling. 

"What's your name?" Weylin asked, mesmerized by the power she held. 

"It's Shadow," she replied politely. 

"Only shadow?" Jace asked, frowning. 

"Everyone addresses me by that name. I am not supposed to reveal my real name. It's an order from the master," Shadow replied, bowing. 

"Hm?" Weylin glanced at the butler, asking him if her words were true. 

"Yes, young master. Except for the master and me, no one is allowed to know." The butler answered.  

"Alright." Weylin smiled but he was very unconvinced by the reason. What's with this woman? Hiding her identity even from me!? Don't worry, I am a pro when it comes to finding a person's identity. 

"Young master, the master said that it will take a while before he comes here. Please take a bath," the butler informed. "Shadow has prepared everything."

"Thank you," Weylin flashed a flirty smile at the woman before following the butler to his room. 

This guy will never change. Jace facepalmed internally as he saw his friend walking upstairs. 

"Young master, let me show you your room," Shadow asserted, pulling Jace out of his thoughts. 

"Ah! Thank you," Jace Smith laughed awkwardly, not used to being addressed as a young master. "Miss Shadow, please call me Jace. Young Master seems too much for me."

"Sure," Shadow replied, smiling gently. 

Jace could clearly feel her slight smile behind her mask. 

This lady surely has her own charms. Being as cold as ice and in the blink of an eye, she is all gentle and warm- just like the perfect opposites. 

He grinned as he followed her.