When they arrived at the villa, Felix Locke was already there on standby. Seeing them return, he hurried to help them carry Ronan Jenkins from the car. He had already prepared the surgical instrunts, and after placing the blood-soaked Ronan on the bed, he told Dominic Thorne and Sean Murphy to go to another room to rest. He assured them he could handle it from here. They left for the adjacent room, fearing their presence might interfere with the operation.
Dominic Thorne paced back and forth anxiously. In contrast, Sean Murphy sat calmly on the sofa, but no one noticed his hands were trembling the entire ti.
’Ronan, you have to wake up!’
anwhile, Noel Lynch had taken Kenneth Yates to the Francelian Lavender Manor, Noel’s residence in Francelia. The estate was covered in lavender fields.
"I wouldn’t have pegged you as a lavender enthusiast." Kenneth Yates truly hadn’t expected that soone as cold and ruthless as Noel Lynch would live amidst Floria.
"My mother planted these a long ti ago..." His expression softened for a mont, then instantly turned sinister again.
"Noel, there’s sothing I’ve wanted to ask you for a while."
"Is it about why I hate you so much?" Noel Lynch turned and smiled at him.
"No. It’s that I think you look a lot like ." Kenneth Yates watched him. Noel was always smiling, but that smile was his most dangerous warning sign.
Noel Lynch froze, his expression stiffening on his face. "How do we look alike? Don’t go thinking every handso guy in the world looks just like you." Noel moved closer, speaking with feigned nonchalance.
Kenneth Yates noticed the shift in his expression. His words had clearly struck a nerve. "Is that so? Then I must have been imagining things." ’Sothing is definitely off here,’ Kenneth thought. ’I have to look into this properly once I get back.’
Noel Lynch led Kenneth Yates into a room. "What is it you really want from ?" Kenneth asked, closing the door and slowly approaching Noel.
"For you to disappear from this world." Noel Lynch turned to face Kenneth, a bewitching smile playing on his lips.
"Heh. If you wanted to kill , you would have done it earlier. Why wait until now?" Kenneth Yates said, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he walked to the French windows. "You’re not going to kill ."
Noel Lynch could no longer contain himself. He strode over and grabbed Kenneth by the collar. "I hate that look on your face! The one that says you think you can read everyone’s mind."
"So, I was right?" Kenneth asked, a flicker of amusent in his eyes instead of anger.
Noel roughly shoved him away.
"You’re wrong! One day, I *will* kill you!"
SLAM
Noel Lynch stord out, slamming the door behind him.
Standing by the window, Kenneth Yates sank into deep thought. ’I really don’t understand why he hates so much. Is it because of a woman? Judging by his reaction when Thea was ntioned, it can’t be her. What about Sumr? She’s been with and Ethan since we were kids; she couldn’t have ever t Noel. So what is it?’
’Thinking of Sumr... I haven’t gotten a call from her in days. And without a phone, I have no way of contacting her.’
Back ho, Sumr Lancaster had been calling Kenneth Yates nonstop, but his phone was always off. Finally, she had no choice but to call Dominic Thorne.
"Is that you, Dominic Thorne?" Sumr Lancaster asked tentatively.
"It’s ." Dominic Thorne’s voice lacked its usual easygoing tone; instead, it was cold and distant...
"This is Sumr Lancaster. Is Kenneth with you guys? I haven’t been able to reach his phone."
"The boss... he’s busy right now..." Dominic Thorne said, his gaze evasive.
"Oh. Well, tell him not to overwork himself and to make sure he gets so rest." Sumr finally felt a sense of relief. Her biggest fear was that he had run into so kind of danger, so knowing he was just busy with work put her mind at ease.
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