Chapter 23

Unknown

He looked at the recording on his screen.

‘It’s her!’

That hair, those eyelashes… Did he finally find her after so many years?

‘Lydia Davis.’

She was beautiful. Those eyes hadn’t changed. Somehow still both ruthless and kind.

How could he go through with it now? If it was really her… she was more important than everything and everyone else. He needed to protect her now. Everything he was, everything he had become, was for her.

‘My little angel of death,’ he whispered.

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