Winson frowned and surveyed around. "Who is protecting you?"
Smiling at Gwen, he said, "Come on, old friend. I'm not a bad guy. You don't have to be so wary of me."
At that time, he walked over to Gwen's side and extended his hand out to put on Gwen's shoulder. "I just want to send you home, that's all."
Gwen frowned and moved her body to avoid his hand. A faint smile was still on her face. "It had been a long time since we met. I don't feel good having to trouble you."
Right after that, she waved her hand at him and hurried to leave.
Winson remained where he was and looked at Gwen dashing over to the next street. His eyes squinted. Suddenly, his phone rang.
"Are you sure that's Gwen Larson?" A male spoke coldly from the other side of the phone.
Winson frowned, "Yes, that's her. We talked and I've her contact now."
"That's good." The man continued to talk coldly, "Think of a way to trick her back to Sea City."
"I know." Winson squinted his eyes. The gentle feeling disappeared and all was left was coldness and cruelty in his eyes. "I'll make her fall in love with me. Then I'm going to propose to her to use it as an excuse to bring her back to Sea City to meet my parent."
The man on the phone chuckled, "Seducing her with your charm? But you need to remember not to have any feelings for her. Sooner or later, we are going to kill her. If she doesn't die, I can never convince the others."
"I surely won't" Winson sneered, "Did Luke really die because of her?"
"Yes."
"Such a loyal man. But this woman doesn't worth it." Winson curled up his lips. "Does that mean I'm almost at Luke's level if I let her fall in love with me?"
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