When Her Heart 362
Posted on May 04, 2025 ยท 1 mins read
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Chapter 362: A Shocking Discovery

โ€œAbsolutely! You and I have the most extraordinary connection!โ€ Raylee laughed with a snort. She once again embraced the masked man, planting a quick kiss on his icy mask. After the kiss, she began to feel a sense of regret again.

โ€œWhen will I get the chance to truly kiss your face?โ€ she asked. โ€œI hope to see your real face within my finite life. That way, I could depart this world without any regrets. Iโ€™ll etch your image deeply into my memory. That way, when Iโ€™m reborn in the next life, Iโ€™ll be able to find you based on that memory of your appearance.โ€

She sighed, her voice tinged with sadness as she continued, โ€œBut I know you wonโ€™t agree to my request. Donโ€™t worry about me; just think of me as someone whoโ€™s mindlessly blabbering away!โ€

The masked man gently rubbed her cheeks. โ€œYou silly girl! As long as you strive to stay alive for me, I will fulfill your wishes and reveal my true self to you.โ€

โ€œReally? Will you truly grant my little wish?โ€ Raylee looked at him with surprise and delight.

โ€œLeonardo, it doesnโ€™t matter to me whether youโ€™re unattractive or disfigured. All I want is you. Whether in this lifetime or the next, itโ€™s always been you!โ€

The masked man wrapped his arms around her neck, planting a kiss on her smooth forehead.

After searching through surveillance footage until late into the night, Raylee had already fallen into a deep sleep. The masked man carried her to another room, ensuring that Plumpy stayed by her side.

In the latter part of the night, there came a sudden knock on the door of the presidential suite. A bodyguard walked in and said, โ€œMr. Foucault, thereโ€™s a Mr. Mulligan who says he wants to challenge you one-on-one.โ€

The masked man was taken aback. Mr. Mulligan? And he wanted to challenge him to a one-on-one fight? Well, well, wasnโ€™t that Halston? This idiot had been shot, yet instead of properly tending to his wounds, he dared to challenge him to a fight in the dead of night? It had been a long time since they last met, and his eccentricity had only gotten more intense!

The masked man flexed his fists. And he dared to try and steal his girl, huh? Fine. Heโ€™d take this delusional fool on to show him just how formidable he was.

Ten minutes later, he arrived at the underground parking garage, accepting the invitation. With his left arm wrapped in bandages, Halston, holding a nunchaku in his right hand, taunted with a fierce and menacing expression, โ€œHmph! And here I thought you were hiding like a scaredy-cat, afraid to show your face, Mr. Foucault! But even if youโ€™ve managed to come out, what difference does it make? Donโ€™t underestimate me because Iโ€™m injured. My skills with the nunchaku are nothing short of extraordinary. Tonight, youโ€™ll witness what Iโ€™m capable of! Weโ€™ll see whoโ€™s truly worthy of Ray-Rayโ€”you or me! Hahaha!โ€

He swung the nunchaku a few times, causing the air to crackle with each movement. Combined with his tone and actions, he did indeed seem quite impressive. The masked man walked straight toward him. As he saw the nunchaku about to strike him, he swiftly seized it and hurled it into the distance.

5:10 PM.

Chapter 362: A Shocking Discovery

Halston was grimacing in pain from having his ear twisted. โ€œOuch! Ouch! It hurts! Let go! Let me go!โ€

โ€œAre you still going to bother Ray-Ray again in the future? Would you still dare to provoke me?โ€ the masked man scoffed.

Halston was resolute. โ€œYes! For Ray-Ray, I would face death without hesitation! If youโ€™ve got the guts, then go ahead and rip my ear off! I wonโ€™t give up on Ray-Ray even if you kill me!โ€

The masked man let out a soft chuckle. โ€œYouโ€™ve got some nerve. Letโ€™s see just how tough you really are!โ€

Having said that, he significantly increased the force in his hand, nearly twisting Halstonโ€™s ear off.

Halston protested loudly, โ€œLet go of me! Ouch! This pain is killing me! I came here tonight to negotiate with you, and yet, you resort to twisting my ear at the slightest disagreement. You have no sense of ethics! My sworn brother had a habit of twisting my ears too! Why are you so similar to him? Who exactly are you?โ€

Having said that, he abruptly stretched out his right hand, yanking off the mask from the face of the masked man. In that moment, the air seemed as if it had solidified.

โ€œY-Y-Youโ€ฆโ€ Halston stared at the masked man for a long time, but he couldnโ€™t utter a word. His face was as pale as a sheet of white paper. He was utterly terrified, as if he had seen a ghost.

The masked man didnโ€™t lose his temper. Instead, he calmly retrieved his mask and put it back on his face and issued a warning. โ€œHad it been anyone else who dared to do this, I would have torn them to shreds long ago. You should consider yourself lucky.โ€

For a long while, Halston found himself at a loss for words. Suddenly, tears streamed down his face. It wasnโ€™t until his vision was blurred by tears that he realized what was happening. Swiftly, he wiped away his tears and lunged at the masked man. He held him tightly, his body shaking with each sob he let out.

โ€œMr. Lorimer! Itโ€™s really you! Youโ€™re actually still alive! I never thought Iโ€™d see you again, alive and well! I must be dreaming!โ€

As soon as he finished speaking, he fiercely pinched his own face again. A sharp sting coursed through his skin, confirming to him that he wasnโ€™t in a dream.


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