Chapter: 1523

He had assigned her simple tasks and secretly provided her with extra training to make her stronger, and his intentions were only to show affection. He hadn't taken any extreme actions.

He believed that Rose had feelings for him when she was younger and had intended to wait until she matured before making her his.

Reality, however, hit him hard. Adair lay on the bed without any energy.

His subordinate tried to comfort him. "Boss, the world is full of beautiful women. Why obsess over Rose? She's just a traitor who fled from the Dark Night. She deserves to be executed."

"No, none can replace her."

To Adair, he only wanted Rose by his side.

“Boss, the car is ready. We should leave the country first. Rose is highly skilled. I'm sure she'll track us down soon." His subordinate was earnestly urging him to leave, but Adair was too consumed by his fixation on capturing Rose.

“Boss, if we don't Leave now, we're all going to end up dead," his subordinate added.

Those words made Adair's eyes shift slightly, and he agreed, “Let's go..." Once he was better, he would come back.

However, despite their intentions to leave, Adair and his subordinates found themselves trapped, unable to slip away from the tightening situation around them.

The men in black had pushed Adair's stationed men outside into the already cramped ward, resulting in over a dozen people being packed closely together, with the air heavy with tension.

Through the narrow doorway, two figures entered with an undeniable presence: a strikingly beautiful woman and a handsome man, a perfect pair exuding an aura that immediately commanded attention.

"Adair, we meet again. Not looking too great, are you?"

The mocking words hung in the air, slicing through the already thick tension. Members of the Dark Night visibly stiffened, their expressions darkening as they gripped their weapons tighter.

Adair, hunched over and nursing his wounded shoulder, struggled to sit upright, his face contorted from the pain into a sneer. “Rose, you've come to visit me."

"I'm not here for a visit. I'm here to end your life." Norah scoffed.

Her cold gaze fell on him. Once, Adair had been a top trainer within Dark Night, a figure of power and skill. Witnessing him in this pitiful state now triggered a flicker of emotion in her.

Sean stood beside her in silent vigilance, his eyes taking in every detail of the unfolding scene.

With the injured Adair cornered within the cramped confines of the space, escape wasn't an option now.

Adair's eyes, filled with deep affection, softened as they lingered on Norah. “Rose, have you forgotten our past? I truly loved you."

Sean's hand instinctively tightened around Norah's, his mind racing.

The man claimed he truly loved Norah, suggesting they had a history.

Norah didn't want to waste another second talking with Adair. Without sparing him another glance, she turned her attention to Sean, her voice firm and resolute. "Take care of the others for me. Leave the one on the bed to me."

As Adair's rage burned in his eyes, his men collapsed around him, their Lives extinguished one by one.