Alice wore a lavender chiffon blouse, exuding irresistible charm, paired with a black jacket to add maturity, and a super-short puff skirt. Her black platform heels accentuated her legs, making them appear long, straight, and slender.
She walked towards Adrian, standing by his side. Alice’s gaze fell onto a photo on the table, her eyes lightly trembled.
Laura!
One of the people she personally killed!
She was about to forget what Laura looked like.
She only rembered that Laura and Adrian had a good relationship, with Laura often trailing behind Adrian sweetly calling him Brother, Brother, and Adrian treated her exceptionally well, always thinking of Laura whenever there was sothing delicious or fun.
Back then, little Alice thought that they might get married when they grew up.
Thus, Alice was insanely jealous of Laura.
Why did Adrian treat her so well?
"Why do you have her photo?" Alice asked softly.
Adrian didn’t answer, instead said, "You’ve helped so much, and I haven’t properly thanked you. Tell , what do you want in return?
If it’s sothing I can give, I’ll give it to you."
The implication was: overly excessive demands would be ignored!
Alice gazed at him obsessively, as if she was looking through Adrian at soone else,
"I want you to love like you loved Laura, can you do that?"
"Alice, life on Death Island is like a nightmare for everyone, for Laura, for too...
Over the years, after leaving Death Island, I’ve tried hard to avoid everything related to it.
If it weren’t for Night Owl pressing step by step, trying to put to death, I wouldn’t have put so much effort into trying to destroy Death Island."
"..."
"Alice, leave my life!
I really don’t want to see you, or anything related to Death Island!" Adrian said cruelly to Alice, while staring at Laura’s photo.
"If I was the one who died back then, and it was Laura standing in front of you now, would you still say those words?" Alice asked sharply.
"..."
"If Laura were still alive, maybe you wouldn’t have fallen in love with Sienna Johnson...
What do you think Sienna would do if she knew you had soone hidden in your heart?" Alice stared at Adrian’s face, trying to see a hint of panic in his expression, but there was none.
"Alice, what I felt for Laura wasn’t the love between a man and a woman! That, I can be clear about!"
"A 14-year-old boy and a 10-year-old pretty girl, the way you looked at Laura back then was the sa as how you look at Sienna now... Adrian, can you say you never loved Laura!"
Adrian turned and looked at Alice, his eyes narrowing slightly, "I don’t need to explain anything to you. Tell , what do you really want? I don’t want to be indebted to you."
From Alice, Adrian obtained a lot of information and learned that Night Owl had heart issues and needed a new heart, which is why Night Owl recently suddenly quieted down.
This is also why Adrian wants to quickly consolidate his forces to deal with Death Island, to deal with Night Owl.
"I want a kiss!"
Alice stared at Adrian’s thin lips, as if a beggar pleading for love from Adrian.
"It seems you haven’t thought clearly about what you want, think it over and tell again!" Adrian withdrew his gaze.
Adrian shuffled the photos like playing cards, arranging them neatly, placing them into the drawer, with Laura’s photo stored separately.
This small detail showed how special Laura was to Adrian.
"I’ve thought it over, Bill, I want a kiss from you!"
"Get out!" Adrian said in a deep voice.
"Why not , Bill? Why not , like Laura or Sienna Johnson? What am I lacking compared to Laura and Sienna, that you always overlook ?" Alice said calmly with unspoken resentnt.
"Don’t ask , I don’t know either.
I also want to know, what is so good about Sienna Johnson that has so infatuated, that she’s irreplaceable, that my principles and dignity fall apart in front of her."
"..."
"If she told to kneel and kiss her feet, I would do it!"
Alice bitterly smiled at Adrian, using her gaze to outline his profile, his smooth forehead, deep eyes, high nose bridge... and the lips she desired to kiss...
Her gaze ticulously outlined his profile over and over, as if to imprint his face deeply in her heart.
"On the day of the duel, I tampered with the terms. That’s why Laura and I ended up in the sa group."
Adrian was shocked looking at Alice, while she disregarded Adrian’s emotions, continuing her tale.
"Actually, Laura was stronger than . If Laura exerted her full strength that day, I would have been the one to die. But Laura softened her heart...
In a place like Death Island, the worst thing to have is a soft heart.
If you show rcy to your enemy, they will rcilessly kill you!"
"..."
"So, I killed Laura!"
"..."
"Bill, aren’t you curious why I killed Laura?"
She looked at Adrian, eyes filled with expectation, as if hoping the one she adored understood her intentions.
"Alice, Laura treated you as a good sister, you killed soone who truly loved you, don’t you think it’s sad?" Adrian said calmly, looking at Alice with pity.
"Bill, aren’t you angry hearing I deliberately killed Laura?"
Adrian was overly composed, his calmness surprised Alice.
"Although you deceived her feelings, that was her choice. I respect her choice!
Alice, I only feel sad for you!"
"..."
"Get out!"
Adrian urged Alice out, unwilling to look at the woman. Hearing she deliberately killed Laura, Adrian still couldn’t let it go.
But Alice stood still, and Adrian shouted out, "Soone, throw this woman out for !"
Marion walked in, greeted Adrian, then said to Alice, "Forgive !"
Marion moved to take action against Alice, who deeply glanced at Adrian and suddenly strode outside, Marion closely following.
The study returned to silence, leaving Adrian alone.
He leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes.
At nine-thirty, in half an hour, that woman would call him, she would tell him which n had affairs, which kids were especially naughty, which housewives fought grandson battles...
Lastly, she would say, "Adrian, I love you, sweet dreams."
In this dark world, his "Sun" would illuminate his world, warming his heart.
Sienna Johnson is his Sun.
"Adrian, I love you."
He turned on the recording, playing it repeatedly, never tiring of hearing it.
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