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She didn’t move at all, no different from a statuc.
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Dawn didn’t know what she was trying to pull, so she tilted her head to look over. “Hello?<i>” </i>
Roxanne slowly lifted her head, her eyes filled with bloodshot veins.
She finally understood why Dawn could be so fearless, though she should’ve guessed it long
ago.
Dawn was their father’s biological daughter, so she could receive all the love and indulgence. Vincent would shield those dark and ugly things away for her.
And what about her?
She, Roxanne, was nothing more than a stepping stone for Dawn.
A faint, bitter smile lifted Roxanne’s lips, then that smile grewrger andrger, taking on a kind of sick, manic distortion.
Dawn looked at her like she was a lunatic. “If you’ve got nothing else to say, go home. I’m busy.”
“Dawn,” Roxanne gritted her teeth and called her name, her blood–red gaze like a curse. “You will die a terrible death!”
“Probably.”
Dawn’s expression was calm.
“Don’t worry. Before I die a terrible death, I’ll make sure to take you with me.”
Roxanne said nothing more. After she left in a daze, Mason pushed the door open and walked <ol><li>in. “ West.” </li></ol>
The woman on the recliner had her eyes closed, her entire body exuding an indescribable exhaustion. “Thatwyer has nothing to do with Roxanne.”
“How do
you
know?<b>” </b>
“If he did, she wouldn’t have said those things.”
Today’s kicking–her–when–she’s–down was more about mocking her for not even caring about her own biological uncle, rather than gloating that she didn’t get any answers.
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Roxanne was almostpletely insane.
Mason asked, “Then what should we do next?”
“Nothing.”
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Dawn turned her head to look out the window. The distant scenery was covered in ayer of fog, deste and murky.
Her voice was low. “I don’t believe that man would disappear just like that. I’ve returned to the country, and I’m standing beside Ethan again. Do you think he will make another move?”
If Lucas was the sole mastermind behind everything, then the matter ended here.
But if he wasn’t…
Dawn lifted her hand to cover her eyes and let out a long, heavy sigh.
It was past seven in the evening when she returned. The vi lights were on, but no one was there.
She made a round before remembering that Ethan had said he wouldn’t be living here himself, so had he already moved out?
Dawn raised a brow and went to the kitchen to pour herself a ss of water.
Upstairs, downstairs.
No one.
She tapped the rim of the ss lightly with her fingertip, pondered for two seconds, then headed toward the study.
It wasn’t locked.
Dim night seeped in through the window, spilling across the floor.
She hadn’t entered this room much three years ago. The study always felt too private, especially for a business tycoon. Who knew how many secrets were hidden inside?
Thinking of who she used to be back then, she couldn’t help but let out a smallugh.
She turned and ced the ss on the desk.
Then began rummaging through everything.
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Dawn had no interest in business secrets, but with her past experience, she knew Ethan wasn’t as simple as he appeared. Whatever he was hiding, she had no way to know<i>. </i>
After opening two drawers, the first thing she saw was…
Those two notes that had stopped her wedding.
The handwriting was bold and elegant, unique.
It could even be considered calligraphy.
Dawn frowned, her mind suddenly recalling the physicist–Joe Kerrigan.
A spark shed through her brain, but just as she tried to grasp it, it slipped awaypletely.
She shook her head and set the notes down.
She searched the entire study, yet found nothing suspicious.
By the end, she was so annoyed she kicked the stool beside her hard–only to hurt herself and bare her teeth in pain.
After recovering for quite a while, Dawn walked out of the study with her ss in hand, muttering curses.
“What a bastard… Now he knows how to guard against me, huh?”
Just as she stepped out, a hand suddenly grabbed her and pulled her aside, pressing her against the wall. In the dim light, the man’s gaze was sharp like a wolf’s, locked onto her like prey. “What did you see?”
Dawn stared at the face so close to hers, and her heart involuntarily skipped a beat.
He saw everything?
But so what if he did?
“I didn’t find anything.”
“Mm?”
The man leaned in closer, the rich scent of alcohol mixing with his own, forming an inexplicable pull.
He was practically brushing against Dawn’s cheek as he murmured, low and lingering,
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“Whatever you want, just tell me. I’ll give it to you.”
Dawn blinked. “You’re drunk.”
“I’m not.”
People who are drunk always say they aren’t drunk, so he probably was.
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Crisis averted, Dawn’s expression eased. She pushed at the man’s solid frame. “<i>Go </i>back to wherever you came from. I’m going to sleep.”
“Dawn…”
Dawn did not say anything.
“Baby.”
Dawn shuddered and stared at him, losing all patience. “What exactly are you trying to do?”
“You.”
<i>What</i><i>? </i>
The man stared at her, eyes burning, not blinking for a long time.
Sara Lili
<strong>Sara Lili</strong> is a daring romance writer who turns icyndscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of d’s breathtaking cold.