Aveline averted her gaze. His eyes were too intense, and she realized she couldn’t resist them.Keeping her distance was a better idea.She walked into the villa and looked at Lucas. “Can you tell me now?” sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Fɪndηovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.Lucas responded coolly, “It was an overseas virtual number. I had someone trace it, and it turns out it was one of the Tudor family’s bodyguards.”Aveline frowned. “Who instructed this bodyguard to send me those photos? What’s the purpose?”Lucas asked, “What was your first thought when you saw the photos?”Aveline pressed her lips together. “Compassion. I wanted to rescue him.”Lucas’ tone grew colder. “But you know I won’t release him. This goes against what you want. The person who sent you the photos wants to see us turn against each other.”Aveline said, “That’s what I suspected too.”Lucas looked at her in surprise. “You figured that out?”Aveline replied, “I’m not stupid. Also, I suspect that my previous imprisonment in that warehouse was intentional. How could it be such a coincidence that I climbed out the window and just happened to pass by the entrance to the basement?””Smart,” Lucas praised.While confirming her suspicions, Aveline felt a heavy weight in her heart. This meant someone was watching them, waiting for the right moment to drive a wedge between them, ideally turning them into enemies.Who could it be?Lucas took a bottle of wine from the cabinet, poured some into a glass, and took a sip. His Adam’s apple moved sensually as his eyes grew even colder. “Aveline, maybe we should put on a show.” Aveline looked at him in confusion. “What?”Lucas set down his glass and strode directly towards her. He reached out, pulling her into an embrace. As she began to struggle, he whispered, “Just play along. What if my place is bugged?” Aveline’s hand pressed against his side, but she lessened her force upon hearing this, letting his cool and pleasant scent envelop her.She whispered, “What do you mean?”Lucas’s eyes darkened as he stared at her flushed ear. He leaned in, his voice low and intense. “That person wants to see us at odds, caught in some twisted love-hate drama. So why don’t we flip the script? Let’s act like we’re madly in love. Imagine how desperate that’ll make them.”Aveline felt something was off but couldn’t pinpoint it. She asked, “But how can you be so sure that the other party wants us to hate each other?”Lucas replied, “Based on the current situation, that’s what it seems like. Let’s take a gamble and see if my guess is right.”His breath lightly touched her ear as he hoarsely asked, “Aveline, do you dare to take the gamble?”Aveline felt as if a feather had brushed against her ear, causing her body to shiver slightly. She pushed him away immediately.”I need to think about it,” she said, turning to leave.”Think carefully. We don’t have much time left. Don’t keep me waiting too long,” Lucas said.Aveline didn’t respond and left the Tudor residence. It was already dusk, the sunset sinking, and a breeze carried the chill of late autumn, with winter approaching soon. She pulled her coat tighter, her mind in turmoil.Why were things getting more complicated? She had divorced Lucas; did she really want to get involved again? Would she be able to ultimately walk away unscathed?Lost in thought, she turned a corner when the roar of a motorcycle sped past her. Someone grabbed her arm, pulling her back just as the motorcycle narrowly missed her. She was so frightened her face turned a shade paler.
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