Vincent stood quietly under the light, looking at the photograph. His crimson lips curled into a slight sinister smile, then he took out a lighter and burned the photo bit by bit until it was completely gone.
In this world, no one is without weaknesses.
Even Brandan is no exception.
It is true, as the saying goes, heroes have always found beauties hard to resist. Who would have thought such a beauty was hidden in his home? He was curious to see what kind of woman could captivate a man like Brandan?
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As autumn set in, the weather turned cold quickly.
It was warm just yesterday, but today the temperature dropped to around ten degrees.
"Achoo."
Iris descended the stairs and sneezed as soon as the cold wind outside hit her.
Brandan followed behind her, glanced at her thin clothing, and turned to the servant beside him: "Bring her a coat."
"Yes."
