Beverley's eyes widened with a mix of shock and intrigue. If those two rascals, Kane and William, could pull off magic tricks, she definitely had to learn a thing or two from them.
Springing up from the couch, she announced, “I'm off to find Kane and William.”
As her figure receded, Aurelia's lips curled into a teasing smile, “When Beverley gets wind of the truth, she's gonna be so steamed she’ll want to take a swing at William.”
Leopold sipped his tea, his eyes contemplative. Once Geoffrey was out of the picture, William could finally drop the charade and be himself again.
In a secluded valley, hidden from the prying eyes of the world, sat a secret estate perched on the edge of a cliff.
On the balcony, a man lounged in a wrought iron patio chair, indifferently savoring his drink. He was tall and lean, with an unsettling pallor. His features were devilishly handsome, exuding an air of sinister allure.
He reveled in the chilly winds that swept up from the ravine, which lent his delicate, almost effeminate visage an extra touch of icy malevolence as if he were a vampire lord who had lain dormant for centuries.
A woman approached him, “Boss, everything is in place for the battle. We're sure to beat Leopold this time.”
The man, Geoffrey, let a sly, almost diabolical smile play across his lips, “If it weren’t for that fool, Skyler, betraying us, Leopold would have been six feet under by now.”
“Mr. Skyler got seduced by Aurelia’s silver tongue. That woman has a way of wrapping people around her finger,” the woman remarked.
Geoffrey popped a cherry into his mouth, a shiver of murderous intent radiating from within him, “A femme fatale if ever there was one. If she had died earlier, how would Leopold have had the heart to fight me?”
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