Astonished by the somewhat competitive yet unexpectedly compatible dynamic between Dalton and

Wynter, Max was left speechless.

Having worked alongside Dalton for many years, Max had never seen his aloof and restrained

demeanor falter for anyone until Wynter came along.

Wynter never backed down or spoke in sweet, soft tones when facing Dalton. Instead, she exhibited a

delicate charm with her light chuckle.

She even had the nerve to tease Dalton about his middle name.

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Max couldn’t help but wonder if she had ever witnessed Dalton’s cold and ruthless expression, hands

covered in blood.

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