Drew held Yvonne''s hand firmly, and the two sprinted through the gorgeous but dangerous hallway.


    Assassins continuously rushed out to shoot at them. Drew shielded Yvonne in his arms, but it did not affect his speed of drawing the gun at all. With urate and precise shots, he shot each assassin in the head, one by one.


    At this moment, someone lunged at them from the left.


    Before Drew could turn around, Yvonne''s eyes darkened.


    Instantly, she urately slit the attacker''s throat using the golden hairpin in her hand. Blood gushed out, sttering on her dress.


    Drew nced sideways at her, his heart uncontrobly pounding against his chest, and the adoration beneath his eyes was like crashing waves.


    "Phew... That was close." Yvonne wiped the sweat on her face with the back of her hand, but it merely smeared the blood all over her face, adding to her breathtaking charm.


    Assassins were everywhere, scouring the vi like hyenas, searching for them.


    Unable to escape for the moment, Yvonne found the garage filled with clutter. They hid inside and locked the door, using racks to barricade it. "Drew, I can''t go with you."


    No matter how reluctant Yvonne was, she must make a decision. "I''ll stay here to distract them. It shouldn''t be hard for you to slip away with your abilities. If we keep moving together, it''ll only make Christopher''s men even more reckless! We will really die here!"


    "Are you that unwilling to die with me?" Drew raised his brows, still holding her hand tightly and refusing to let go for a bit.


    "I''m unwilling," Yvonne said immediately and turned her blood-stained face away. "I still have many things to do. Even if I die, it cannot be today!" Drew''s eyes reddened, his throat bobbing as he suddenly pressed her against the wall and lowered his head to kiss her.


    Yvonne''s heart trembled, and she hurriedly covered his mouth with her hand in a panic.


    The man''s gaze darkened, but the desire in his eyes did not diminish at all.


    "No..." Yvonne''s eyes glistened with tears, her thin shoulders trembling slightly. "I''m filthy."


    She loved him so, so much.


    Therefore, she wanted him to remain pure and noble. Even if he had a lover in the future, it should be a perfect woman, not a run-through flower like her.


    A strong sense of pain surged in Drew''s chest, making his eyes wet.


    He forcefully removed her hand from his mouth and said in a husky voice, "I''ll kill whoever dares to say that you''re dirty."


    A hot and determined kissnded on her lips, deep and domineering. Their lips and tongues entwined, breath mingling...


    Staring into the man''s gentle eyes, Yvonne fell deeper and deeper.


    This was her first kiss.


    She was satisfied... She could die now with no regrets.


    After several moments of entanglement, they parted from each other, panting. A crystal-clear thread fell between their slightly swollen lips.


    Yvonne''s face was bright red as she took his hand and ced something in his palm.


    "Hmm? A token of love?" Drew raised his brows and opened his palm, stunned when he saw a blue pill. "What is this?"


    "The pills that man mentioned are


    drugs that Christopher is asking him to export." Yvonne looked at him


    intensely got this while


    rummaging through that man''s


    body. You must get out of here alive and give this to Ms. Be and Mr. Justin. This text is ? N?velDrama/.Org.


    "Let them investigate what this substance is. It''s best if they could find where the source came from! You must also tell them about Christopher possibly using drug addicts to carry out experiments in secret."


    "Yvonne..." Drew''s breath hitched, his grip on her waist tightening.


    “I''ve been gathering information by Christopher''s side. There''s two more things I discovered."


    Yvonne knew what he wanted to


    say, but there was no time to act lovey-dovey. "Firstly, Christopher has secret dealings with the Larson. family''s eldest son, Aaron Larson. It might be rted to this drug.


    Secondly, be careful of Deputy Chief Owen Hopkins. He''s one of


    Christopher''s pawns!"


    She spoke quickly and anxiously, as if this might be thest time they met.


    At this time, they smelled an increasingly strong smoke.


    "Shit! The vi is on fire!" Yvonne''s eyes widened in terror as she looked outside the window.


    mes were reflected on the ss window, baring their ws like a demon eager to devour them alive.


    "Ha. It seems that you were too idealistic." Drew felt his body temperature rising rapidly, but he was fearless, holding Yvonne''s nape and rubbing it tofort her. "From the start, you were Christopher''s bait to lure me in. He never thought of letting you live. He wanted us to die together."