Mireille shook off Duncan’s hand expressionlessly and said, “Don’t


    touch me.”


    Duncan embraced Mireille tightly and whispered, “Mireille, Nash and I are archenemies. He is a


    cmity in my life. Please understand,


    Mireille!”


    Mireille’s body stiffened. “What kind of hatred do you harbor for him that you have to fight him to the


    death?” she asked curiously.


    Duncan fell silent. “Come inside first, and I’ll tell you about my past,”


    he said and then held Mireille’s delicate and innocent hand.


    Mireille wanted to resist but in the end, held his hand gently.


    When they entered the living room, Duncan said to the bodyguards in the room, “It’s gettingte, you


    guys can go rest for the night.”


    The bodyguards exchanged nces, then walked out of the vi’s


    living room.


    At the door, one of them said, “Boss looks to be in a good mood tonight. He’s letting us off the night


    shift.”


    The other chuckled. “Why not? You think he wants us getting in the


    way of him picking up girls?”


    The middle-aged leader sneered. “The boss means for us to go find


    Brian!”


    The other two looked at each other and then shook their heads with


    siahs.


    blovwonder the captain could earn a monthly gtary of five hundred thousand; his ability to read


    between the lines was something they


    hould never learn in their lifetime.


    ncwan sat on the sofa, holding Mireille in his arms, and began to tell


    about his past.


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    irry weesinc chair outside, smoking, cigarette butts littering there


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    ddenly, three o k BMWs came to a stop in front of these


    stablisisman add a group of well-dressed bodyguards surrounded


    irry.


    he middle-aged mainaamong then who was the leader looked down


    Larry and asked, dAre govo u Larry?”


    irry stood up and said.dWhorere you people?”


    he man kicked Larry in the tuomen, i’m the one asking the


    estions!” Larry clutched his sistomach, his face turning ashen.


    he middle-aged bodyguard grafiterary by the cor and lifted m. “Answer my question.”


    es, I am Larry Lowell!” Larry replied with gritted teeth.


    o you like Mireille Tanner?” the maraasiked again.


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    “Yes!” Larry responded with his head held high.


    The middle-aged bodyguard smiled faintly. “You’re not allowed to like her anymore. Do you understand


    what I mean?”


    Larry stared at the middle-aged bodyguard. “Who are you people?” he


    asked, only to be pped across the face.


    “Do you get what I’m saying?”


    Larry retorted angrily, “I don’t! No one can stop me from liking her!”


    The middle-aged bodyguard ruthlessly kicked Larry in the groin. Larry


    curled up on the ground like a cooked shrimp, hands wrapped over his


    groin. The bodyguard went up toward the pharmacy, leaving the others behind to continue beating


    Larry.


    “What… What are you doing?” Brian roared angrily as he mmed his


    hands on the table and stood up.


    The middle-aged bodyguard narrowed his eyes and asked, “Where’s


    Mireille?”


    Unable to contain his anger, Brian roared once again, “Who are


    people, and how dare youmit battery?”


    The middle-aged bodyguard sneered, “You’ve seen yourself what I don’t like to ask questions twice!”


    Brian took a deep breath, stammering, “She… she ran out!”


    The middle-aged bodyguard furrowed his brow in confusion, “At this


    time?”


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    Brian sighed, “We had an argument, and then she ran out. I don’t know


    where she went!”