In the bathroom, Sylvester washed his hands until they turned red and the skin had nearly peeled off.


    He raised his hand and sniffed it, always able to smell that hint of blood.


    L opened the door and slowly approached, making sure that he could see her in the mirror, beforeing up behind him to wrap her arms around his waist. She slowly turned him to face her andid a kiss to his chin, then cheek, then mouth. Tears filled her eyes at the thought of all he had gone through.


    He looked down at her with longing.


    "Today, I will teach you an idiom, which means ''a reciprocal understanding between people"." After saying that, Sylvester ignored whether L understood or not and held her hands, kissing her delicately.


    L was like an apostle, and Sylvester was who she folled into the darkness. Her watery eyes looked at Sylvester, shining brighter. She wanted to talk to him now, tofort him, but she could neither find the words, nor risk him finding out that she''d been pretending. The timing wasn''t right.


    She was afraid that if he found out she was deceiving him, she wouldn''t be able to stay by his side. She didn''t understand the reciprocal understanding he brought up and wanted to retract her hand.


    Sensing L''s nervousness, Sylvester kindly let go of her and leaned his head against her neck, taking a deep breath. At that moment, he caught a faint and mesmerizing fragrance emanating from her body. He couldn''t help but sniff forcefully. Feeling ufortable, L pushed Sylvester away. She thought she would need a lot of strength, but unexpectedly, she easily pushed him back.


    Sylvester stood up straight, facing her. His eyes were beautiful. From color to shape, she couldn''t imagine anything more lovely. His irises were an unusual amber color that could draw people in and seemed enchanting.


    "Little thing, why do you smell so good?" At Balthazar''s Auction House, when he verified her, he drank her blood and only then knew that this Little Thing''s blood was very sweet and had an indescribable fragrance. Could emitting a fragrance from her body also be another"ability" of this Mutant? But why hadn''t he smelled any fragrance emanating from her body before?


    He pinched L''s chin, gently shaking it from side to side, staring into her watery eyes.


    "Darling, are you falling in love?" Not really a question, but more of a statement. "The Handbook says that when Mutants fall in love, they emit a fragrance."


    Upon hearing this, even L herself was momentarily stunned. Before turning eighteen, she had constantly either struggled in the darkness or fought for her sess. She had heard people praise her beauty and acknowledge her strength. But no one had ever said to her that she could be in love.


    So, this was what falling in love was like. In a theatrical sense, it felt like a reciprocal and deep affection that belonged only to each other. It didn''t feel as bad as she had imagined; in fact, she was even slightly excited. Besides, he had saved her, and she had already made up her mind about him, hadn''t she?


    Seeing L''s confused expression, Sylvester chuckled lightly. "Don''t understand? That''s okay. I don''t either. Perhaps one day, we will together."


    Understand? How could he understand? Did he understand? But how could he understand? He was handsome and wealthy. Could it be that he had already had other women?


    Thinking about the possibility of him having had other women, L felt a strange sense of difort. She crossed her arms and lifted her chin. Even though she couldn''t match his height, she still wanted to overshadow him in terms of presence.


    Hmph!


    A despicable man.


    "Heh!" Seeing L''s appearance as if she were being bullied, Sylvester understood what she was thinking. He raised an eyebrow, feeling amused. "Rest assured, I don''t have any other women. There hasn''t been a single woman in this world who is worthy of my devotion."


    He had a dignified look on his face.


    L pouted and had an expression of defiance.


    Unable to resist, Sylvester rubbed her cheek. "Be good, you''ve juste of age, and you''re still a girl."


    In the afternoon, after Elvis returned home, he noticed that all the servants, except the butler, had changed. He found it somewhat strange. It wasn''t until Rachel exined everything to him that he understood, startling Elvis. "My dear, are you alright?"


    Rachel nced at him and said, "Why aren''t you worried about our child?"


    Elvis raised his hand and scratched his head. Fortunately, she was teasing him. "I care more about you than the child, my love."


    Rachel became even happier and grabbed Elvis. "Don''t worry, I''ve taken the medicine. I even took a nap before you came back, and I feel like all the previous symptoms havepletely disappeared."


    "That medicine is so miraculous." Elvis was astonished. "Doctor Watson didn''t mention anything else?"


    "Prevention is better than cure. Doctor Watson told me to be careful about the people around me, so I changed everyone."


    In fact, she also adjusted the surveince and, through screening, identified the main culprit and sent them to prison. Although Rachel usually appeared easygoing, she had worked hard in the entertainment and fashion industry. She naturally had methods, but she didn''t often use them.


    Elvis felt relieved seeing that she had been able to take care of herself.


    ...


    The next day, the entire ck marketwork in Pliar was paralyzed. The Ironfist Holding Center''s special operations force had wiped out a terrorist organization stationed in Pliar, and the whole country rejoiced.


    In addition to reporting the copse of the Wolf Gang''s base in Pliar, Ironfist Holding Center, following its principle of openness and justice, took stock of the inventory of Wolf Gang''s underground smuggling. With weapons and contraband alone, the value had already reached billions of dors, but there wasn''t much left after the base was blown up.


    Sylvesterzily sat on the sofa in the living room, while Michael stood by with his hands behind his back. Charlie and L were safe, and their mission was aplished.