299 Jacy

Everyone in the large compound was startled. What was more baffling was the fact that the rescue team seemed to be on Pink's side.

While the fight was ongoing, the door to one of the cars flew open, revealing Code 2.

"Code 2?" Pink called in disbelief.

"Master sent us," he replied without much interest before joining the battle.

Pink's lips curled into a faint smile before she said to Yellow. "You should go rest in the car, I won't be fighting alone now."

Yellow didn't argue this time. She nodded and ran towards the car while Pink covered her back.

Their enemies seemed never ending. The more they kill, the more they run out from God knows where.

The mansion was built outside the city, in a deserted area, surrounded by lush trees. It seemed like this location was chosen by the Half-heart organization to either kill Pink or kidnap her. Even though the people were jumping into the battle, with Code 2 and the tens of men he brought, in less than thirty minutes, the enemy's corpses were laying everywhere in the compound.

Pink, with her gun in hand, walked with majestic steps towards the white house standing as witness to the great battle that just happened.

Getting to the front door, Pink gripped tightly onto the door knob. She took a deep breath before turning the knock and slightly opening the door.

Her eyes widened slightly when she perceived the smell of aphrodisiac drifting out from the small opening.

She slammed the door shut and turned to look at the two men behind her that were looking at her incredulously.

"Stay here, don't come in no matter what." She ordered.

"That's too expensive to obey," Code 2 replied.

"As your senior, I order you to obey!" Pink barked at him.

Code 2 didn't speak anymore and watched as she pulled out his handkerchief from his chest pocket. and tied her nose with it.

Pink glanced at them one more time before going into the room.

Just after she entered the dimly lit room with red candles burning, Pink furrowed her brows. The aphrodisiac was inside of the seven candles burning and she had to take it out immediately! She thought. As she was about to walk towards the candles, a voice that pulls at men's heart and sends shocks of Just down their manhood drift into her ears.

"Hello, Alex, what a surprise,

Startled, Alex turned to her side with her gun simultaneously pointed in the direction. She didn't see anyone in the sitting room when she entered, which was why she wanted to take out the aphrodisiac first before anything else.

Before Pink could replace where the lady was, the lights came on and a rolling chair turned to face her. Sitting crossed legs on the black office chair was a drop-dead gorgeous lady in red lingerie. Her face was caked in exquisite makeup and her lips were dripping with sexiness.

The red lipstick on her lips was coated with clear lip gloss, causing her lips to look lustrous.

The way she carried herself seductively would make any man feel a ripple of lust coursing through them.

She was sex appealing!

"It's you?" Alex frowned.

"Oh yes, it's me," the lady chuckled and got up.

"Put out the candles," Alex ordered.

"This is my house, Alex," she smiled.

"I won't repeat it," Alex threatened.

The lady snorted and picked up a glass of wine, she was about to take a sip when;

"Bang!"

"Ah!!... Have you lost your mind!!!" She stared wide-eyed at Pink who was staring back at her with a

cold face.

Just now, Pink shot the glass cup she was holding!

The lunatic wants to kill her!

"The next bullet will go into your shoulder," Pink said calmly.

"You lunatic!!" The lady glared at Pink before marching to the candles and putting them out.

"Ventilate the room, now!" Pink commanded. She was already starting to feel some weirdness in her

body.

The lady walked to the glass windows and pushed them open. The sky was dark but the weather seemed to have pity on the skin....there was enough breeze to vacate the smell of aphrodisiac in less than thirty minutes.

"Here," the lady threw a bottle to Pink and she caught it in mid-air.

"It's the antidote... I'm not interested in facing Diana's troubles right now, so you should thank her, else I wouldn't have given you an antidote but a man Instead."

"Why are you here?" Pink asked.

"Why else? To kill you, of course!" She rolled her eyes.

"You weren't supposed to be here," Pink repeated.

"I know, right?" She clicked her tongue, then asked; "But senior, what are you doing, going around,

killing Doyenne's girls?

"Why else would she send me in place of another person-" She spotted a few holes on Pink's clothes.

Pink was wearing all black but one could still see the wetness of blood on her tight-fitted leather trousers and top.

"You need treatment, else the wound gets infected," she suggested.

Pink ignored her 'good' gesture and asked her instead, "What plans does Doyenne have for my daughter?"

"Oh? How would I know? I'm not close to Doyenne. You should ask that analyser, Diana, tch."

Pink took a deep breath, "why did you allow you men to fight me?"

"What? Should I have told them to return because it was you? Hahahaha... Alex, have you gone stupid ever since you started fighting for your daughter's future? Hahaha..." She picked a glass of wine from the table and took a sip.

Even though it looked like the lip gloss would stain the cup, it never did.

"Those guys were selected by Doyenne, not me, so you don't expect me to get involved... even though it means you'd die."

"I asked you a question, Jacy! What plans does Doyenne have for my daughter?!"

Seeing how cold and fierce Pink was, Jacy stopped playing around and replied truthfully. "Honestly, I

have no idea. I just returned from seducing the chairman when Doyenne sent me here to replace the stupid idiot that was here... It seems Doyenne wants me dead or wants to test you." Pink frowned, "Test me?"

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