"Where do you think you're looking?" The man behind Anand spoke hoarsely, and his grip on Anand became tighter. Anand dared not look around, but he saw that the man had rolled up the sleeve of the arm that was pinning him. Terrifying scars crisscrossed the muscular arm. Anand suddenly remembered that Bianca's husband had been missing for two years. When he wanted to visit Bianca, she had rejected him, and he did not pursue the matter further. Where had Luke Crawford been in the past two years? What had he been through? No one would know. From what Anand could see, he could tell that Luke had been suffering. Otherwise, the wealthy and noble Luke would not have so many scars. Suddenly, a servant knocked on the cabin door. "Mr. Anand, were you quarreling with Ms. Shanna earlier? Madam wants you to meet her in the front hall…" Anand could feel something hard and tubular press into his waist. "Listen to me if you want to live. Tell her that you're occupied now." Luke's ton
When Bianca heard that voice, she felt an invisible hand grip her heart, and the pain caused her to tremble uncontrollably. Tears started to fall. "Luke… is that you? Is that really you, Luke?" The woman's stifled sobs were very soft. Like a wisp of smoke, it traveled through the phone and entered Luke's ear. It was as though he could see Bianca's crying face in front of him. Luke's heart wrenched, but he forced himself to stay calm. "Don't cry… It's me. I'm still alive. Listen to me. I'm in a risky situation now, and I can't contact you too often. Otherwise, you and the children will be in danger. I can't tell you too much now, but when I get home, I'll tell you what happened to me over the past two years…" Now, she was like a flower blooming under the sun, but he could only look at her from the shadows. He wanted to pluck that flower, but he could not risk exposing himself. Bianca wanted to stop crying, but she could not stop her tears. "Alright, we'll wait for your retur
Bianca dreamed of Luke that night. In the dream, they were lying on a meadow. The willow trees were sprouting, and the sun was gentle. Her face was buried in his chest. One hand was caressing his handsome face, immersed in the bliss of reunion, while the other hand was playfully punching him. She alternated between crying and laughing, asking him, "Where have you been for the past two years? Don't you know that I've almost lost my mind thinking about you?" He did not speak, but she could see her reflection in his clear eyes. His gaze was so gentle and profound that she could drown in it. He kissed her madly. "I miss you, Bianca, I miss you," he mumbled. Their limbs intertwined with each other. She could sense the warmth of his body. His soul belonged to her. Just when she was about to tear his clothes away, she felt her body suddenly sink, waking up from her dream. She opened her eyes and saw a pair of eyes as clear and profound as Luke's. Tommy sprawled mischievously
In the dining hall, the maid tore off a paper-thin mask from her face. Bianca had never seen the face below the mask before. She was shocked. "Who are you? What did you do to Mary?" Mary was the maid who personally attended to Bianca. "You can ask her that in hell!" The "maid" smiled sinisterly. With a wave of her hand, many strangers wielding machine guns rushed into the dining hall. Selena was shocked. She tried to hold off the intruders with her taekwondo skills while shouting to Bianca, "Run away with Tommy, Sis!" Naturally, bare fists were no match to guns. Soon, Selena was sprawled on the floor with a gun pointed at her head. "Selena!" Bianca cried out. She carried Tommy and tried to find a way out. "Mommy, Mommy…" Sensing danger, Tommy hugged Bianca's neck tightly and did not make a fuss. Bianca felt a muscular arm hold her by her beck, and the maid held a dagger to her face. The coldness of the blade made Bianca shudder. "You'd better listen to what I
The female assassin stuffed Bianca and Tommy into a car without a license plate. Bianca could feel that her heart was going to jump out of her chest when she felt the barrel of a gun press against her head. However, Tommy did not seem to be afraid at all. He opened his eyes wide and stared at the female assassin. He even pulled a funny face at her and reached out to touch the gun. "Do you have a death wish, you brat?" The female assassin said fiercely and pointed the gun at Tommy's head. Bianca hugged Tommy tightly and pressed his head onto her chest. "Don't harm my son. He's still young and doesn't know anything! Come at me if you're unhappy!" She did not know why Tommy was so bold. He was usually quite sensible and intelligent, but he seemed to have lost all sense of danger. The people around them were merciless assassins. What if they got angry? Tommy struggled and lifted his head. His handsome face flashed a cheeky grin at the female assassin. The little boy started
The snipers stationed at the higher ground were very accurate. They killed one person with every bullet they fired. Ray's men quickly dispatched the other assassins and began to clean up the scene. Ray walked up to Bianca. He frowned slightly when he saw the bloodstains on her delicate arm. "I'm sorry, Sis. I have been negligent. Fortunately, you're safe. Otherwise, I don't know what to tell Mr. Crawford." Bianca shook her head gently. "The blood belongs to someone else and not me. I'm fine. Tommy is also fine. Thank you, Ray." Ray could not help but be impressed when he saw the little boy in Bianca's arms smiling and waving. Any other child would have been reduced to tears after witnessing such a horrific scene. Tommy was not afraid at all. Ray believed that the boy would grow up to be an extraordinary man. "You were so cool when you got out of the car, Uncle Ray!" Tommy reached out with his meaty arms, wanting Ray to carry him. Ray took the little boy from Bianca's ar
Kassy lit another cigarette. Her expression was gloomy. Three separate forces were searching for Matthew. The first was the League of Shadows, the second was Ray's men, and the third was Percy Mallory, the leader of A City's criminal underworld. It was a race against time, and Kassy had to be faster than Ray and Percy. Otherwise, once he managed to escape from her clutches, it would be next to impossible to capture that crafty man again. "Ms. Kassy…" While Kassy was deep in thought, another subordinate rushed into the room excitedly. "We found Matthew's whereabouts." Kassy instantly stubbed out her cigarette and stood up. "Where is he?" "He is seen near a shopping mall in Arbat Street…" Before he could finish the sentence, Kassy was nowhere to be seen. … Late in the evening, in Moscow's famous pedestrian street. Luke walked among the crowd. He wore a pair of oversized sunglasses, and only his sculpted chin was seen. He glanced coldly at the black cars that surro
Luke casually walked out of the mall. The "woman" stood out in the crowd. "Her" appearance was unique, and "her" mannerisms were elegant and graceful. Kassy glanced at Luke suspiciously, thinking that the woman seemed to be abnormally tall. However, it was not unusual for a woman in Russia to be over six feet in height. Kassy pointed at Luke domineeringly and ordered him, "You! Take off your sunglasses!" Luke smiled and did what he was told. His fair face was brought into view. Kassy frowned. That beautiful "woman" had a pair of bewitching eyes, and they looked somewhat familiar. Soon, she banished that thought. A man as prideful as Matthew would not stoop to disguising himself as a woman. Moreover, Matthew's skin was a healthy bronze color, while that woman was fair. They were not similar at all. She waved impatiently at Luke. "Go away. Stop wasting our time." The men in black let Luke off. Kassy continued to search for Luke in the crowd. None of those people m