Nixon narrowed his eyes, studying Rose as if attempting to read her motives. Just like Jonathan's inscrutable thoughts, Rose's intentions proved even more elusive."Go on." Nixon was interested. Unable to comprehend her, he hoped to extract some information from Rose to formulate educated guesses.Furthermore, Rose had already consumed the water he provided. Now weakened, her body drained of blood, she appeared pale and defenseless. Even if she wanted to resist him, she lacked the strength.Nixon lowered his guard. So, when Rose spoke in a weak and low voice, Nixon leaned in closer to hear her."Do you know? Jonathan…"Rose frowned, her breath increasingly unstable, seemingly unable to contain the pain and dizziness.Nixon was clearly intrigued, sensing that Rose was about to reveal Jonathan's weakness. However, he couldn't make out what she said next."What did you say?" Nixon leaned in again toward Rose.Unbeknownst to him, Rose had discreetly tightened her grip on the piece
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