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“Take him, please!” Vadim the Patrolman burst in and tried to drag the woman out, but she resisted, clinging with an unexpected strength to Svetlana’s legs. The woman’s hands were bloated and translucent, as if her body was filled with dishwater instead of blood. Her kerchief slipped off, exposing the pink scalp between thin tufts of hair. Throughout the scene, the baby was silent. Andrei picked him up and shook his head. The woman dissolved into hiccupping sobs and Vadim finally managed to maneuver her out.

"I am Veronica Vane. I am your one and only true Queen and Herald. No impostor can bring me down to the ground." I flew in front of Elspeth and whispered to her ear, "Even you, Elspeth… don’t have the capability to overpower me."

If she could change her body, maybe she could change his mind. But that wasn’t the only thing she considered changing. Her silver hair—so rare, so unmistakably hers—began to feel like a burden. She remembered overhearing from Martha that Valerian’s ex-mate, the one who had broken his heart, was a petite woman with raven-black hair and dark eyes that had once ensnared his soul. Compared to her, Nivera felt like a ghost. What if, deep down, Valerian was still grieving that loss? What if her presence only reminded him of what he no longer had?

The transformation from "Frankie the Frankfurter" to "Future Mrs. Wagner" took exactly forty-five minutes and involved a very confused personal assistant named Marcus, who had been rehired via a frantic, mustard-scented text. Lilia sat in the back of a sleek black town car, clutching her knees. She was still wearing her diner uniform, but she’d been wrapped in a charcoal wool coat Sion had tossed at her. Beside her, Sion was furiously scrubbing his neck with a wet wipe, looking less like a shark and more like a man who had survived a battle with a condiment factory.

"Nice to meet you officially, Luna. This is Celia, my sister, and over there is Frieda." Celia was taller than Lacey, and her hair was as black as her eyes. Her face had delicate features with smooth porcelain skin. Xenia remembered her from the other day before almost dropping her from the top floor. On the other hand, Frieda had frizzy orange hair and fair skin. Her face was round with pronounced cheeks covered in freckles, and she looked as if she had never frowned a day in her life. "So," Frieda said with an arched eyebrow, "you're the human stirring the Alpha's loins."

muttered Arsenio, while looking for Freya's name among the many data. "Well, I found it," he cheered happily. Freya glances through the small rearview mirror above her head. She can see Arsenio's face, which is so free and carefree. It was different when he met Xander a few moments ago. Full of deceit. That's what Freya caught now. [DATA] [Name: Freya.] [Age: 200 years old by Mafia System's count.] [Status: Mafia System Companion.] [Skill: Infinite.]

She had not noticed any other difference because she had been wearing an oxygen mask! “I’m Zoey Williams.” The woman lying in bed grabbed a makeup wipe and began removing the foundation from her face. “Queenie Tate, I believe this is the first time we’ve met?” “I’ve been living at the Tate house for as long as you’ve been thrown out from it.” “Haven’t you ever heard about me nearly becoming Freya’s stuntman because I look so much like her?” Then, she touched her face gently. “I never imagined that there would actually be a day where I had to act as Freya’s stuntman.”

I took a sit beside with my step-sister, Freyia also known as Agent 38. The two continued teasing and irritating each other like we weren't facing any bloody missions tonight. While Freyia is silent beside me. I didn't speak to her and so as her. But then, Klein's voice suddenly echoed in my mind. 'Apologize to her... ' #30

All we wanted was to be Jacob and Sadie and be free. I found a woman by the name of Doctor Riley Kim. She is a well-known Psychiatrist here in Baker with a hell of a reputation. She is also very expensive and hard to see. I got an appointment for Sadie and me two weeks after Sadie turns eighteen. We hoped she would work with us once we told her our situation. We needed her to see Sadie as a mentally healthy woman. We needed her to see how wrong Sadies reports were. The only thing we worried about was how the doctor could get ahold of Sadies records without giving our location away. It wasn't going to be easy, but we had to try something.

Mia Reynolds, only twenty years old and in her junior year of college, had long, straight, jet-black hair just like Lyra's. With rosy lips, white teeth, and crystal-clear skin, her big, black, bright eyes resembled a clear spring, shrouded in a thin mist that made people easily captivated. At a glance, there was a certain charm reminiscent of Lyra. Brandon Carter proudly said, "How about this one? The most similar, right?" Octavia Everly nodded in satisfaction, "This one looks the most like her." She transferred one hundred thousand yuan to Mia Reynolds' bank card on the spot.