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At the sound of her footsteps, Roy slowly turned away from the window. Beneath the lowered brim of his baseball cap, only a pair of dark brown eyes were visible.He gave Winter a slight nod.She snapped out of it, walked over, and asked casually, “It’s so warm in here. Don’t you get hot wearing a cap and gloves?”After seeing him a few times, she had realized that even though Roy was a little cold, he was actually pretty easy to get along with. Without even noticing it, she had started speaking to him much more casually.Roy lowered his eyes and glanced at the black gloves on his hands, then took out his phone and typed a reply.“It doesn’t bother me.”Even without a voice, the words still felt cool and distant.Winter smiled. “Okay, good.”After setting down her water bottle, she began stretching and warming up.Roy stood off to the side with his arms crossed, watching her calm and impassive as she bounced and stretched all over the place.But Winter’s mind was racing.She

If Steve really was working with Fabian, the implications were unthinkable.Winter didn’t even want to imagine something like that happening with someone she had grown up with.But right now, she couldn’t let a single hint show on her face. She definitely couldn’t let anyone else notice either. If she tipped them off now, it would only make things harder for Chris to investigate.The rot inside the Xander family had to be cut out.Winter looked at him with clear interest. “Oh? And how exactly are you planning to help me, Mr. Steve?”Calling him Mr. Steve instead of Mr. Xander made his position in the company very clear. In the Xander Corporation, he stood below Chris.In terms of money and influence, he was below him too.But all at once, Winter remembered the auction at Windham Gardens that night. Back then, when Chris had bid a hundred million for that sapphire brooch, Steve had told her he could match it, even at that price.She believed Steve had money. Coming up with a hun

Winter winced as pain shot through her wrist.Chris stared at her with dark, unreadable eyes. His lips were pressed tight, and something complicated flickered behind the frown between his brows.He loosened his grip on her wrist slightly, but he did not let go. Without a word, he pulled her away from the chaos.Several black SUVs came barreling straight into the middle of the venue, plowing through rows of guest seating. The crash of splintering tables and broken chairs mixed with gunfire, women screaming, children crying, and men shouting in rage.With Chris gripping her wrist, Winter dodged through the hail of stray bullets. The noise roared in her ears, and the scene in front of her looked like something out of a war zone.Masked men dressed in black kept jumping out of the SUVs and chasing after the fleeing guests.Then all at once, the black barrel of a gun swung up and pointed straight at Chris and Winter.A cold, lethal look flashed through Chris’s eyes.At the same inst

Chris stopped beside Skyla’s wheelchair and signaled for the caregiver to pull back her coat.A large patch of blood had already soaked through the white cashmere sweater underneath, and the wound was still bleeding.The bullet had entered where her left shoulder met her collarbone.It was not life-threatening, but it was the kind of injury that bled heavily.A dark look settled in Chris’s eyes.Half-conscious, Skyla lifted a hand that had gone cold from pain and shakily grabbed his sleeve.“Chris, it hurts so much.”Hearing Skyla’s suppressed cry of pain, Winter glanced over without thinking.But Skyla’s caregiver shifted to the side and blocked her view. From Winter’s angle, it looked as if Skyla’s head was about to fall against Chris’s hand.Winter was just about to look away when the caregiver suddenly cried out, “Ms. Jasper!”Skyla had passed out.Chris paused for a moment, then bent down and lifted Skyla into his arms.Winter didn’t look at what happened after that. T

Outside the ER, Winter said something to Zac that made him pull out his phone and make a call. Then he went back into the treatment area with her to check on her coworkers.A little while later, a man who looked like a bodyguard came in carrying takeout from Spring Garden, a restaurant owned by the Davis family.It was all food Winter liked.Skyla’s caregiver hurried over, out of breath. “Mr. Xander, Ms. Jasper is awake.”Chris’s expression turned dark. “Get the doctor,” he said coldly.Late that night, Winter finally got home. After showering and getting ready for bed, she lay there tossing and turning, unable to sleep. After a while, she rolled over and grabbed her phone from the nightstand. She then opened her messages, and tapped on Roy’s chat.“How good is your aim?” she asked.What had happened at the senior care center that day made her realize something all over again. She was going to Eveland, a country torn by war. If she knew how to use a gun, she would have a better