DRAKE'S POVI stood at the corner, watching as everyone attended to each other. No one knew me, and honestly, I wasn't supposed to be there. I wasn't invited. However, wherever my target was, I had to be. It had been this way for two years already, and while I hadn't gained much, I wouldn't back off either. It was a work given to me, and it needed to be done without flaws. I slowly sipped the fruit wine in my glass while my eyes lingered on the target, a frown deepening on my face as I tried to see through the man next to her. Tall, handsome, but none of these features mattered when compared to the danger I felt whenever I looked at him. Even when he wasn't looking, his presence was like a bomb. He was like a snake watching through the ceiling, capable of wrapping around my neck anytime. Though I knew he might not know about my presence at the moment as no one in the room would, considering my disguise___ a brown wig and a pair of black glasses. I took the identity of an heir
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