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Hannah's eyes turned cold as she quickly bent down and turned, avoiding Connor's consecutive attacks.Fortunately, she was wearing a suit instead of a gown. This helped her move freely to protect herself.However, the sinister gleam of the knife made the semi-enclosed "birdcage" somewhat oppressive.Hannah was anxious and on her guard. She was afraid she might not be able to dodge one of the attacks.Misty was also frightened by the turn of events.This society was governed by the law. Even when enemies met, they would maintain a polite facade.Misty, who had a privileged upbringing and was always surrounded by glamorous and refined people, had never witnessed such a scene.She couldn't help but cover her mouth with both hands to prevent herself from screaming."Aren't you afraid of attracting others?"As she avoided the knife thrusting toward her, Hannah said in a cold voice, "Today's banquet is not an ordinary banquet. Are the Richardsons not afraid of leaving a bad impressi

The blood that dripped on the white suit looked like a red rose blossoming in the snow."So, the blood of a ruthless person like you is also red."Hannah couldn't help but sneer. "It seems like you're not that different from others."Hannah wondered if he felt pain too.If he did, how could he be so cruel to others and commit such heinous crimes?It felt ridiculous.As someone who lurked in the darkness, Connor had mysophobia and dressed immaculately.While she was pondering, Connor's expression didn't change.He suddenly looked up, completely indifferent to the fact that he was bleeding, and stared intensely at Hannah."A person like me?"He laughed in a hoarse voice as he looked at her with a teasing expression. "Do you know me that well?"This was the second time tonight that he felt this strange feeling.It seemed that Hannah knew him exceptionally well.The Richardsons had just returned to the country, and he had not shown his face since returning. He just started soc

While Misty was hesitating, a chilling and sinister laugh was heard."Interesting, she's truly interesting."Connor's eyes were full of excitement as he licked his lips in some sort of anticipation. His blood was boiling as he said her name, "Hannah Emerson."He savored every syllable of her name. The bloodlust in his eyes intensified with time.He vowed to personally break her arrogance, tear apart her prideful and calm facade, and shatter her composed expression.He envisioned Hannah kneeling before him, abandoning all dignity and pride as she begged for mercy.The thought excited him so much that his whole body trembled."Connor …"Misty was on the verge of tears. She was trembling as she spoke softly, "Are you okay? You're still bleeding …"Her face was pale but there were clear palm prints on her cheeks. Her hair was now disheveled, revealing a slightly fuzzy hairline under the lights.Her looks could easily evoke sympathy from anyone who saw her.Connor softened slight

A hint of amusement flashed in Darren's eyes as he saw Hannah's frustrated expression."Stop laughing."Hannah didn't miss his subtle expression and blushed even more as she lightly brushed the tip of her nose against his.She whispered, "Mr. Winchester, you're not allowed to laugh at me.""I didn't. I just find you very cute."The laughter in Darren's eyes deepened as his profound gaze turned gentle.He ruffled her hair and said, "Hannah, do you want some late-night snacks?"With her hands still on her stomach, Hannah hesitated for a moment before nodding slightly, "Yes, I do."She'd only had alcohol at the banquet, so she was very hungry.However …"Mrs. Tate has gone to bed, right?"She frowned slightly as she looked into the kitchen. She sighed. "I'll just have some fruits."Although the Winchesters were rich, they were not showy people.Aside from Mrs. Tate, there were no other servants in the household. She felt a bit embarrassed to wake Mrs. Tate up in the middle

In reality, their surroundings weren't very romantic at all. There were two unfinished plates of food placed in front of them. Besides the intoxicating scent of each other, the scent of food mixed with the kitchen's aroma lingered in the air.It was a heartwarming smell. The smell also caused a surge of warmth to course through Hannah's heart. It made her feel secure and happy. "What's this smell? Why does it smell of jealousy?"Hannah lifted her brows and a mischievous smirk formed on the corner of her lips. With an innocent look on her face, she scrunched her nose and asked, "Do you smell it, Mr. Winchester? It's such a strong scent of jealousy. I wonder who it must be coming from?"All she did was ask a few words of concern regarding Erica. How was he so jealous about it?Who would've thought that the man who seemed so cold and calm was capable of being so possessive? It was obvious that she was making fun of him. "The smell of jealousy is rather strong if I may