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ng her pen. Damn, she looks hot doing that. Helios' office is tinted and

He smirked, knowing that whoever that person is, they can't stop him. He created a new program that can bypass any website without a hitch. Thanks to his f

onducted. Of course, he wouldn't download the files, as he could be traced. Instead, he decided to print the screens one by one. He took everything, from negotiations to photos, and then something caugh

e information under the picture proudly stated, 'an assassin

e is tinted?! "Xenova, get in," she heard Helios call through the intercom. She knocked first and then entered.

ally. She could have printed the pictur

n her spine as she saw a photo of herself being tortured by her uncle. She fought back her tears and put on a childish act to prevent it

f she's still alive." She is, and she's right beside you. She swallowed and edited the pictures before printing t

scream his name like there's no tomorrow. "The photos are printed, boss handsome!" She handed him the envelope containing the printed a

outfit, masked like a ninja. She quickly climbed a tree and jumped into the window where the CCTV room was located. She succeeded in entering, grinning as she found no one guarding the room.

one in that room either. She quickly changed her clothes and applied dark makeup. She then left the room. She went straig

the cabinet. It opened, and she took the envelope containing the pictures sh

is. As soon as she had the envelo

tant Xenova, who's chewing gum like a kid. "Would you stop eating that?" he whispered-yelled at Xenova. She gave him a glare and chewed the gum even harder. "You're such a buzzkill, boss handsome. It's so good!" she po

y to gape at the pictures of Barbies inside. "What. The. Fuck." His gaze returned to the judge, who was giving him a disapproving look. He looked at Xenova,

." He looked at the lawyer from the opposing side, Tode Magaspang, who wa

can't. If she does, she'll jeopardize herself. She's angry at herself for letting her emotions resurface, emotions she's suppressed f

d felt a lump in her throat. "Hello, Laupe?" she answered the call. "Good job, X. Just keep on observing Mr. Villiarde, and maybe you'll be the one

onscience, no mercy, and no love