Chapter: 1514

Alice interrupted sharply, "Are you out of your mind, Adair? Do you think you have any right to talk? Take a good look at yourself. Do you honestly believe you're deserving of Rose? Pathetic."

He was nothing but a parasite who had always hidden within the organization.

Adair was the training officer at the base and assigned the missions.

He never had to participate in the field missions himself; his role was solely to train the new recruits.

Norah was among the top recruits, hence her codename “Rose” was named after the Dark Night's emblem.

Adair had harbored desires for Norah for a long time. Even before she came of age, he frequently subjected her to sexual harassment, which only worsened over time. If Norah hadn't been so capable, he might have taken advantage of her much earlier.

His expression turned sinister as he glared at Alice and abruptly fired a shot.

Norah pulled Alice to the side, narrowly avoiding the bullet, which missed Alice by inches.

“Damn, Adair, you're a complete fool. And calling you a fool is putting it mildly. You're a monster, a predator." Alice kept up her rant. The gun had been aimed directly at her head; clearly, Adair wanted her dead!

Norah stared hard at Adair. This man had left deep scars on her past.

Now in his forties, he was showing signs of aging with grey hairs appearing.

Alice was correct; he was nothing more than a disturbed predator.

“Rose, don't Listen to Alice. I've always loved you," Adair murmured.

Norah was aware that his affection was solely for her looks. Without her beauty, she was worthless to him.

She fought back the urge to vomit; the thought was disgusting.

“Adair, since you're still alive, stay out of our sight. You know I've always wished you were dead," she said resolutely. During her time in the organization, she simply never had the opportunity to kill him.

Adair looked into her eyes intensely. "No, I don't believe it. You must love me too."

Alice's relentless insults oddly provided Norah a bit of comfort.

"You overestimate yourself. Don't be surprised if we're harsh. You're asking for it."

With that, Norah drew a Beretta handgun from her belt, cocked it, and aimed it at his head. Her gaze was as piercing as arrows, and she fired without hesitation.

As blood spurted and one of his men fell dead before him, Adair was forced to confront that Norah truly wanted him gone.

The man who took the bullet for him died tragically, without a moment to reflect.

"I can't believe it, Rose. Come back with me, please." Adair's tone softened, his expression desperate. His yearning for Rose had sustained him over the years, always hoping they could be together happily.

Without the rules of the organization, missions, or assassinations, they could lead a simple, joyful Life.