Chapter 554 A Meal with the Devil (2)

Chapter 554 A Meal with the Devil (2)

A meal with him? Alina didn't think she would be in a situation where she could eat peacefully with the man who captured her and possibly bring harm to Ran Xueyi. But here she was, sitting at a long dining table filled with mouthwatering food, with a psychopath and a white fox on each side. The man, whose name she still doesn't know, elegantly used his fork and knife to cut through his food. He didn't glance at her even once as soon as the food appeared before him. Similarly, the white fox also had its own plate, and a butler was beside it, serving it with its own food. Between them, Alina sneakily licked her lip and looked away from the food. It's not because she was not hungry. It was because she belatedly realized how crazy it was to accept the offer of the man, whose henchmen almost killed her.

"Eat." Alina looked at the man. Surprisingly, he finished his food quickly and was now wiping his mouth with a cloth. "Is that an order?" Alina asked with narrowed eyes. The man smiled but shook his head as he said, "No, it's not an order, Alina. But I had the chef prepare all of these just for you."

Alina didn't respond to him immediately as she glanced out of the window. It was dark. "Did you prepare these as my last supper?" That caught his attention. Meeting her gaze, the man placed the cloth he used to wipe his mouth to the side. A maid swiftly removed the plate he used and cleaned around it. Then, the man put his interlaced hand on the table where his plate used to be. "You don't have to make it sound so bad," he said. "At least, I haven't yet decided when you will die." There was truth in his words. His voice sounded gentle and mellow, but the smoothness of it made her think of a guillotine: decapitating a person's head with a swift and clean strike. The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

"Besides, I'm not a cur who will not treat my guests properly." He leaned back, almost taking the overpowering pressure with him from just now, as he added, "Or, perhaps, you don't find the food in front of you appetizing? If that's the case... I'll make sure the chef hears of your review, and I'll think of an appropriate punishment for his actions."

He was forcing her to eat. Alina knew it. Even though she wanted to refuse to eat at the same table as this man, it was too late; she had already left the comfort of her bed and felt as if this man was tugging on her conscience by using the chef as leverage.

Taking a deep breath, Alina forced a smile as she raised her fork and forcefully stabbed an egg while her eyes didn't leave his. "Thank you, Mr..." she trailed on.

But who? And why would they come after her? Frowning, Ran Xueyi pursed her lips as she tried to recall anything that might have led to her being involved with anyone from Russia. But, no matter how much she thought of it, there's nothing that came to her mind. It was also something that Song Yu Han wondered when he was investigating. He tried to look for that trace that linked Ran Xueyi to anyone from Russia, but he didn't find anything. "When are you planning to go to Russia?" she asked.

Song Yu Han frowned, knowing what she had in mind, but still replied, "In five hours." Ren Country was closer to Russia, and it would only take 3 hours to fly there. "You don't have to come. Let me take care of this," Song Yu Han told her, trying to reassure her. Ran Xueyi looked at their son sleeping tightly in bed and pondered over it. Finally, she said, "No, I have to go. Alina's in this situation because of me. I need to be there and make sure she can come back to me and Little Zhanzhan."

"Alright." Sighing, Song Yu Han resigned and accepted that he couldn't stop her. "But call me as soon as you get there."

"I will."

After their call, Ran Xueyi started to pack her things. There wasn't much to take to another country since she was in a hurry and wasn't on vacation, but she needed to prepare a few things before going on her journey.

As she readied her bag, she crouched down by the bed and reached underneath. She grabbed an unassuming wooden box there and used a key to open it. Inside the wooden box was a gun. She used to keep this gun underneath her pillow before, but after she gave birth to Little Zhanzhan and until now, she kept this gun inside the box, fearing that her son would find it and accidentally get his hands on it.

Now, this deadly weapon is out to find its prey.