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I will return your watch, sir," Vivi stated as she handed Darren the watch. Darren took a peek at the watch Vivi handed him before returning his gaze to the woman. "Give me ten," Darren stated, making Vivi stare at him confused. "If you think our conversation last night was a mistake and you want to forget about it, then you have to give me ten watches that are exactly the same as the one in your hand as compensation." Vivi placed Darren's watch on the table and folded her hands in front of her chest as she gave him a piercing look, not realizing that her keen eye had not intimidated Darren but made him even more captivated by her.

Code 2 If the watch watch make a small light that is color green, you are safe. Do not move and keep working. But if the watch release a color of red that appears for only seconds, silently observe the surrounding and went to the area until it reaches a green light. If the light gets darker, do not move if you see unfamiliar person. Kim smiled as she saw that the light on her watch is green. Ben sigh, the color of their watch is red. Not just red but bright red. Just like what Mea thought and said, the man was waiting outside their office.

❤️ LOVE AND PAIN Season 2 — Chapter 83: The Second Watcher Nobody spoke. The warning light continued flashing across Lyra's screen. Red. Persistent. Unwelcome. Everyone gathered around the laptop immediately. Lyra's fingers moved rapidly across the keyboard. Lines of code scrolled down the display. Connection logs. Routing paths. Access attempts. Someone was definitely there. Watching. Daniel stood behind her. "Please tell me it's a virus." "No." "Please tell me it's Cross."

Both men’s eyes followed the motion; Damon’s hand twitched subtly near his hip, instinctive, cautious. Then Richard pulled out his phone. The device glowed faintly under the yellowed bar light as he placed it face-up on the table. His fingers lingered on it, almost tenderly, before he tapped the screen. The display flickered to life, revealing a thumbnail — a paused video file. The title read: Ward 3C — 11:42 PM. Damon’s throat tightened at the sight, a muscle jumping at the side of his jaw. Felix leaned in, squinting slightly to make out the details, his expression hardening by the second.

Patrick giggled, “Thanks, grumpy, much appreciated.” The low-level zombies fell one by one, and Farrah watched it with relish. It’s not that she hadn’t seen someone use their ability. Dior would show her some demo from time to time, but because it’s been so long since she last left the base, she couldn’t help to be amazed. Jerald, the youngest in the second humvee, noticed her expression of amazement. “You looked entranced,” He said in a matter-of-fact voice. Seeing Farrah turn towards him, he added in a calm tone. “When’s the last time you left the base?”