A killer never shows mercy. To achieve the mission's goal, any insignificant person can be sacrificed at any time. This had always been the principle of the organization and something every assassin had to be mentally prepared for. Ruthless and relentless, with no way out.Linus knew he could not convince him after hearing this. He quietly pursed his lips, his expression darkening.Daniel saw his demeanor and softened his tone a little. "Linus, as long as you follow me and do your job well, I'll ensure you achieve supreme glory and status.""You know that's not what I want," he said calmly."But without it, you'll have no place to rest in peace," Daniel said in a very kind tone, revealing the cruelest truth. His deep and unfathomable thoughts were hard to discern.Linus frowned slightly and finally accepted this result. "Alright then. Leave Charleston to Selena. I'll head back now. You should rest early.""Wait," the old man called him from behind. "I have a special task for you.
This was just as Matthew and the others had said—Daniel indeed planned to overthrow Alice and take over as the new leader of Spades. However, Linus never expected that he would resort to such a brutal and direct method to deal with Alice, involving even the other veterans in the company in Alice's demise. No matter what, Alice was the only biological son of the previous leader! Daniel had clearly promised the former leader beforeman his death that he would nurture Alice well and ensure his safety at all costs. Had greed and ambition swelled in his heart to such a terrifying extent?"Linus, are you listening to me?" Daniel's voice gradually became clearer in his ears."Yes, do you have any other instructions?" Linus snapped out of his thoughts and replied."No. This task is very simple, and the success rate is very high. As long as we work together, this organization will sooner or later be ours!" Daniel's tone was filled with confidence, as if success was within his grasp. "At
Theodore did not want to marry a virtuous and beautiful trophy wife. Lucy seemed to read his and did not mention the topic again. She brought out her packed suitcase from the room and followed Theodore into the car.To pick up Lucy, Theodore had specially driven a bulletproof military vehicle, with over ten heavily armed guards in tactical gear sitting in the front and back. As the car passed through the crowd, people recognized the prince's car and gathered around, curious to catch a glimpse of Princess Velda and Prince Theodore.Due to the heavy traffic, the journey that was supposed to take half an hour ended up taking two hours. This was Lucy's first time visiting her brother's mansion, and its level of luxury was on par with, if not surpassing, the villa of Matthew Leon and hers. It was comparable even to the royal palace.Lucy roughly counted and saw three layers of guards surrounding the villa. That was nearly 2,000 people, almost forming a cavalry regiment. This was a specia
“He didn't flat-out reject me. He just said I must provide evidence before he'll let me meet Princess Charlotte.”Upon hearing this, Koven's face lit up with a spark of inspiration.“Why didn't you say so earlier? I almost forgot about this.” With that, under Matthew's surprised gaze, he dashed upstairs.Moments later, he came back down the hallway, holding a small metallic object. He placed it on the table.“What is this?” Matthew asked curiously.“You're a CEO, and you don't know what this is? It's a voice recorder,” Koven said, looking at him incredulously. He continued, “When we went to see Alice that day, I brought this along and recorded our entire conversation.”Matthew's expression turned from confusion to delight, and he beamed with joy. “Fantastic, Koven! You're amazing.”“With this recording as irrefutable evidence, the king definitely won't doubt you anymore,” Koven said proudly.“It's fortunate that I brought you along on this trip. You've been a tremendous help,”
These days, Lucy has been taking care of her pregnancy at her brother’s residence, and she was very happy every day. In the morning, she would wake up on a large, soft princess bed with the morning sun. At noon, she would enjoy a sumptuous and exquisite lunch. In the evening, she would leisurely drink afternoon tea by the huge pool near the garden while admiring the sunset. This was simply a fairy-tale life come to life! Lucy suddenly had a feeling that it was because of the inhumane days and unfair treatment she endured during the first 20 years of her life in the Quinn family that God was now compensating her by letting her live such a wonderful and comfortable life.Although her days were very leisurely, after a long time, Lucy felt a void in her heart. One day, the butler reminded her, “It seems like Mr. Leon hasn’t been here for a while, has he?”It was then that she realized she missed Matthew. Lucy originally wanted to take the initiative to call him but saw that the m
Lucy felt warm inside. As they embraced tightly, she asked, “How's the investigation into Spades and Charlotte going? I’ve asked my brother, but he’s always too busy to tell me.”“Charlotte is currently in a coma, so the investigation has been forcibly halted.” Matthew hesitated initially, unsure whether to tell her, fearing it might affect her pregnancy. However, after considering that this matter was related to Lucy, he decided to tell her the truth.“She was perfectly fine. How could she suddenly fall into a coma?” Lucy found it very strange. Although Charlotte had been pampered in the royal palace for over 20 years, she appeared to be very robust and should not collapse so easily. Unless she was using her old tricks to gain sympathy from her parents.“I went to plead with the king the day before yesterday, asking him to let me meet with Charlotte, but I was refused.”Lucy was puzzled. “You’re my husband. How could you be refused?”“Because I told the king everything about ho
Lucy opened the small clothes one by one. Inside, there were not only dresses but also pants, as well as toys for both genders. There were exquisite handicrafts as well."Why didn't you let the butler buy these things? Why did you have to go out and buy them yourself?" Lucy complained, looking at the blazing sun outside and feeling distressed.Matthew scratched his head and smiled. "I heard from the people here that if a baby wears clothes personally chosen by their father when they're born, they'll grow up healthy and strong.""It's still months away. The two little ones won't be here for at least another six months. We can buy the clothes then." Although Lucy seemed to be scolding him on the surface, she was very happy with his gesture in her heart."Ever since you got pregnant, it feels like time is passing so slowly. I can't wait to meet them," Matthew said softly, reaching out to touch Lucy's belly."They're growing well," Lucy felt very happy at this moment, thinking it woul
"In order to let my wife enjoy coffee in her hometown, I have to research this idea. Don't worry about it and just focus on your designs. The tasks of a lead designer are heavy enough," Matthew said.Lucy nodded. Then, without even picking up her cutlery, she grabbed a chicken leg with her hand and put it in her mouth. The delicious taste spread in her mouth.He continued, "Since you're pregnant, I instructed the chef to use less chili and seasonings. Try it." Matthew watched Lucy's adorable expression as he spoke with a smile. Matthew had shipped cuisine from thousands of miles away for Lucy, displaying his love for her.Lucy felt that she was the happiest person in the world at this moment. Not only was she cared for by her beloved man, but her loving brother was also by her side. In front of her was a pile of delicious food, and she had two adorable babies in her belly as companions.What more could one ask for?"Don't just watch me eat. Sit down and eat with me!" Lucy said t
As Gabriella examined the luxurious clothes, bags, shoes, and pants, she could not help but feel that Lucy was completely unappreciative of such treasures. She failed to utilize them to enhance her appearance! They spent quite a while going through the various garments and accessories, yet there were still items they had not finished checking out.Lucy gave an awkward smile, acknowledging her own laziness. After a long search, Gabriella finally found a piece that caught her eye. As she checked the tag, she was surprised to find that the dress was designed by a renowned French designer. It featured a V-neck, with simple yet elegant sleeves that revealed a hint of Lucy's arms, while the skirt was a refined and tailored fit.Gabriella held up the dress against Lucy, murmuring to herself, “Hmm, this one’s nice! You should try it on!” Even though she spoke to Lucy in a tone reminiscent of an older sister, she still maintained her authority as a mother-in-law. It made her words both
Since the previous incident, Lucy had become increasingly attentive to her children. She watched over them at nearly every moment. She feared that Charlotte might seize any chance to harm the children, so she remained vigilant and meticulous, avoiding any lapses. In her eyes, Matthew Leon and the children represented her entire world, and she could not afford even the slightest mishap.One day, Gabriella Sharpe visited their home. She arrived as lively as ever, wearing impeccably applied makeup that included an expensive shade of lipstick. Her appearance radiated the elegance of a woman of high social standing, making her stand out among the people on the street.Lucy welcomed Gabriella warmly, treating her with utmost respect. It created an atmosphere of family harmony. Gabriella settled into a chair, savoring the fruit that Lucy offered her. She held Johnny closely, reluctant to part with him. She showered him with compliments and laughter."Mom, you seem to be in a great mood l
Matthew noticed Lucy’s absent-mindedness and asked gently, "Lulu, what’s on your mind?"“Oh, nothing… I just think what happened to Charlotte is so sudden,” Lucy replied.“Don’t worry about it. It has nothing to do with us. She was always trying to harm you. Her fate is something she brought upon herself.” Matthew patted her head comfortingly.However, Lucy found it suspicious. Although the news reported Charlotte’s assassination and that the monastery had burned down to ashes, it did not mention her body. That kind of crucial detail would not have been overlooked by the media.Matthew had also considered this possibility, but he had kept it to himself to avoid alarming Lucy. Charlotte had been sent to the monastery because of him and Lucy, and she had to harbor a deep hatred for them. If she managed to orchestrate her own escape, what if she was now seeking help from Spades to target Lucy? That would be dangerous.“Lulu, don’t worry. I won’t let anything happen to you or the ch
With nothing left to hold onto, Charlotte walked down the empty streets, her heart heavy with despair. She wore a black veil that covered her completely, revealing only her eyes. She even had on dark sunglasses. She dared not walk in the open or be seen, nor did she dare expose Juliana’s crimes to the world.She used to be a princess. Everything she had done, every privilege and indulgence, was backed by Arthur and Juliana’s love and permission. Now that her supporters had betrayed her, what right did she have to be reckless or demand anything? Surviving itself was a luxury. How could she even think of acting willfully?As she wandered in anguish, Charlotte found herself by the river. She remembered coming here with Arthur and Juliana when she was a child, laughing and walking along the bank. Now, each memory felt painfully ironic, and every kiss from Juliana seemed sickening. How could her world be so false? How could even the people she trusted most turn against her?Charlotte cou
Charlotte continued to hide within the castle, unwilling to leave and equally unwilling to let anyone know she was alive—unless they promised never to send her back to the monastery. However, she doubted that would happen, so she kept to the shadows. After all, the castle had plenty of food. It was far better than anything at the monastery.One night, Charlotte quietly slipped into Arthur and Juliana's bedroom. To her surprise, Arthur was not there, and only Juliana was present. 'Dad must be too upset to sleep,' Charlotte thought. She knew him well—whenever he was troubled, he would retreat to the study rather than go to bed.As she watched her beloved mother, a tiny bit of her resolve wavered. Juliana looked utterly exhausted, as if she had lost a lot of weight in just a few days. Charlotte had a sudden urge to go in and comfort her, but she knew that was impossible. Charlotte realized that seeing someone through a wall of separation was the most painful thing of all.Just as
The next morning, news of the assassination attempt on Charlotte was sensationalized across all media outlets. The internet was flooded with headlines about her close brush with death, sparking worldwide shock. No one could believe that Charlotte, notorious for her arrogance and harsh treatment of offenders, could have been targeted like this. Many who resented her strict, often cruel ways were both thrilled and stunned by the news. The royal family immediately tightened security at the monastery, dispatching a large police force to investigate what had happened. The monastery became a focal point of public intrigue.“What? That's impossible! How could there be no trace?” Juliana exclaimed in disbelief. Standing before her was the chief forensic investigator.“Yes, Your Majesty, there's no sign of Princess Charlotte’s remains,” the investigator confirmed firmly.“Fine, I understand. Leave me, and keep me informed if anything changes,” Juliana replied, pressing her fingers to her
As the footsteps came closer, Charlotte held her breath, not daring to make a sound. Suddenly, a shadowy figure appeared—it was clear they were targeting her. She watched as the figure approached the bed, moving so quietly it was as if they made no sound at all. What could they possibly be planning? Surely, the headmistress would not go this far?The figure drew closer to the bed, bundled up the pillows and blankets, and then doused something over them. Charlotte could smell it—it was gasoline! Was the headmistress planning to kill her to silence her? She froze, unable to move. The shadow struck a match and dropped it onto the bed. In an instant, flames surged up from the blankets.In the fire’s glow, Charlotte could make out that it was not the headmistress but a man. After setting the fire, he quickly slipped away without making a single sound. Charlotte crept out while stifling a cough, afraid he might hear and return. The flames grew quickly, engulfing the bed and spreading t
Over the past year or so, Charlotte had gradually come to understand that the world was not just about picturesque landscapes and lavish feasts. In the shadows, beyond her sight, lay a world full of schemes and deception. Despite her ongoing attempts to plot against Lucy Quinn, she had not noticed this aspect at all until she arrived at the monastery. Here, she realized how dark human nature could truly be.The women at the monastery constantly criticized and belittled her, while the headmistress was corrupt, using her position for personal vendettas. She was also driven by greed for wealth and status. All Charlotte wanted was to escape this dreadful place and return to her castle. She wanted to go back to her plush, comfortable bed. There, she led a life surrounded by maids tending to her every need.Thinking of this, she remembered Lucy and envisioned her seated in her rightful place, basking in the affection of Arthur and Juliana. She could see Lucy's haughty expression starin
In a moment of heat, Charlotte blurted everything out. Joan was dumbfounded! Was this really Charlotte? She usually did not talk this much, did she? It was not just Joan who was shocked; the headmistress across from Charlotte was equally taken aback. Charlotte was usually so obedient. How had her tongue turned so venomous today? The headmistress was left speechless as every word Charlotte said was so reasonable that no one could argue against it, and it even warranted some compliments! Although Charlotte was confronting the headmistress, each of her statements felt like a plea for justice.Charlotte was not done yet and continued, “Since you know I’m a princess, you should give me some consideration. Yet, in reality, I’m the one giving you all the consideration. Is that reasonable?” Charlotte’s arguments were layered and logical, her thoughts clear. It left the headmistress in a muddle while Joan looked on with envy! The headmistress glanced at Charlotte, feeling quite displease