There was no other audience in the garden. Over the tall bushes and grasses, crisscrossing shadows of patrolling guards pacing around the area clashed against the dying dusklight.Vivian dismissed Jake’s barefaced attempt at flattery and strode toward a swing in the garden. She sat and rocked on it a little, then raised her eyes to his face. “I’ve done some research on the Levin family before, and the evidence shows that they’ve always been the natives of Golden South City. Since when did they o
Vivian’s response was placid but immediate. “It doesn’t matter. Any information sheds more light on the darkness that persistently blinds me. For example, I wouldn’t have known that I’ve arrived at the headquarters belonging to one of the most famous mafias in the world had you not blabbered.”The two continued chatting with one another en route, but by the time they reached the dining table, the topics had transited into those concerning local cultures and stories. Jake proved himself to be a m
Wade spied no objection from Edward, so he followed Jake.Edward waved at the maid dismissively, and the girl retreated out of the room without a sound, leaving only the couple behind. He took a seat opposite Vivian and considered her before asking softly, “So, are you enjoying the food?”Vivian placed down her spoon and answered without mincing words, “It’s not to my taste.”He froze, not expecting it. After a moment, he chuckled in amusement and replied, “You might need to endure it for a few
The smile on Madam Duy’s face grew wider as she motioned Vivian to follow after her. Although she seemed as if she wanted to introduce her to the other female guest, Vivian was skeptical. She darted a distress gaze at Edward, to which the latter just responded with a firm nod. As such, she followed after her. A lot of people greeted Madam Duy along the way though mostly she just replied with a formal nod or a smile and only stopped occasionally to introduce one or two to Vivian.It occurred to
She pricked her ears up, listening intently as she tried to make the voice out amongst the explosion and gunshots. The voice sounded anxious and desperate. Sometimes, it was very far while other times it was very close to her. Then, she heard it. Edward. The voice belonged to Edward. He was looking for her. The realization hit her hard, but she did not know whether she should be happy or sad. Just when she fell into her own thoughts, Edward’s voice grew softer and softer as he went further away.
“Then, we should wrap it at the distal end?” she asked again. “Nope, we just need to cover the wound,” he said as he stretched his hand to feel her wound. After he had a basic estimate of the intensity of her wound, he wrapped the strip of cloth several times around it. Then, he ordered her to work together with him and tightened the cloth. He was sweating profusely after helping her to tend to her wound. He quietly wiped the blood from his hand on himself, and then raised his hand to caress h
Stunned, Edward was not able to give any response. Had it been under normal circumstances, he would have been so consumed by his exasperation that he wanted to choke her to death. However, now was not the right time. He had to make her keep talking to keep her conscious. Gritting his teeth, he said slowly and deliberately, “I don’t have my phone now. I promise that I'll let you call him after we get out of here.” As if she read him, Vivian just gave a chuckle. “I know you’re lying, Sean.” Si
They began doing a routine inspection on her. Through the mass of people, she saw Edward. He was not wearing any shirt while his chest was heavily bandaged, and there were a few crusted scars on his cheek. He just stood at the back of the crowd and looked at her silently. Unknowingly, perhaps driven by a mystery force, she curled her lips up to offer him a smile. Edward was taken aback at first. However, he soon came around and responded with a grin of his own. It was only after the medical pe