April trailed off, then suddenly realized what he was implying. "You''re not... nning to go after Bet, are you?" she asked, shocked.


    Vincent sighed. To be honest, he actually admired Bet. It was a shame the young man didn''t know what was good for him.


    "I have no choice. He''s in our way."


    April: "With Bet''s skills, it''s nearly impossible to kill him. Besides, if we make a move and something goes wrong, the Thompsons will never let us get away with it."


    "You''re right. It would be too risky for us to do it ourselves," Vincent said. "But Bet is a soldier. If he were to have some kind of... ident during a mission, he''d be hailed as a hero who died for his country, and it would have nothing to do with us."


    "You want to do it while he''s on a mission?" April was stunned for a moment, but after thinking it over, she realized it was indeed the safest way.


    "April, I recall your cousin is in the same unit as Bet," Vincent added.


    April had a cousin who was a political officer in Bet''s unit. They were on pretty good terms.


    April: "We have a good rtionship, but asking him to help me assassinate the heir to the Thompson family? That''s a huge risk. I doubt he''d agree to it."


    Vincent: "Don''t worry. I''ll arrange it."


    Whether in politics or the military, no one''s hands arepletely clean. Once you find some leverage and add a little financial incentive, anyone can be controlled.


    ...


    Yvonne didn''t see Thomas again until herst day of filming.


    He was the third male lead in the series, so his part wasn''t huge. He hadn''t been able to join the cast of *The Cyan Fox* because filming for his previous project ran long. By the time he finally arrived on set, Yvonne had already finished all her


    scenes.


    "I can''t believe you''ve already wrapped. Congrattions," Thomas said. He had just finished his makeup and was wearing a wig cap but hadn''t changed into his costume yet.


    He was holding arge bouquet of flowers, which he offered to Yvonne.


    "Thank you," Yvonne replied with a smile politely epting the


    the


    but deliberately keepingowers


    distance from him.


    "I pulled a lot of strings to get this role, thinking we''d get to be in the same cast again. But myst project dragged on, and by the time I finally already


    made it here you were


    done."


    Thomas shrugged, looking disappointed.


    "I hope we''ll have a chance to work together again in the future," Yvonne said politely.


    Thomas raised an eyebrow and smiled. "I''ll make sure that hopees true."


    Yvonne: "..." That''s really not necessary.


    Yvonne: "If there''s nothing else, Mr. Taylor, I''m going to go find the director."


    With that, she turned and walked away.


    Thomas watched her leave, the smile slowly fading from his face.


    Ever since she had rejected his confession, all that seemed to remain between them was politeness and distance.


    Thomas felt an indescribable sense of loss, and also... resentment.


    "Yvonne, why is it that even with a second chance, you still don''t choose me?"


    Yvonne froze and turned to look at him.


    "What... did you say?"


    Thomas looked at her, his handsome eyes filled with


    bitterness. "Bet... what does he I don''t in two lifetimes,


    have the


    you chose him both times.


    Yvonne stared at him in shock, her expression full of disbelief. "You..."


    "I know you''re back, Vonnie."