Charity sat in front of her mansion, thinking deeply. She wanted Dylan. How could she get him? That bitch Ariel appeared from nowhere and took him from her. She picked up a glass of wine and took a sip.

"Shit!"

She threw the glass of wine on the wall, causing it to shatter.

"Aargh! What do I do?! I've already sent so many people to her but all of them are incompetent fools! Or maybe it was because Dylan's security was top-notch. Forbes was not kidding when they said he had one of the best security in the world. They consisted of ex-high-ranking officials in the army and agents.

She...