The conflict at the Hall of Peace was quickly suppressed by the Thorn family.

Both the Blanchett family and the Thorne family suffered heavy casualties in this struggle. Lucas Thorne was furious, demanding that Jack Thorne find all the masterminds as soon as possible.


After leaving the Hall of Peace, I was taken back to the Thorne house by Jack Thorne, becoming his personal bodyguard.

The next day, dressed in a black suit, I walked into Jack's study.

The familiar setting instantly reminded me of that night, of Jack lying naked on the floor, and I couldn't help but swallow.


Seeing my reaction, Jack Thorne at the desk stood up with a dark face, "What? Want to do it again?"

I suddenly came to my senses, instinctively nodding, but my mouth said: "N-no."


Jack Thorne walked around the desk, approaching me step by step.

"Really?" he stopped in front of me, looking down at me, his eyes so deep they seemed to pull me in.

He reached out, methodically adjusting my suit collar that needed no adjustment, his fingertips barely brushing the skin of my neck.

I blinked involuntarily; actually, doing it again wouldn't be so bad.

But he made no further move, "Listen, Diana. Lucas's era needs to end."

My heart skipped a beat, "What do you want to do?"

"Naturally, overthrow Lucas."

I could see he was serious, "Why? He's your uncle."

Jack Thorne's lips curled into a cold, mocking arc, hatred churning in his ice-blue eyes, "Yes, my dear uncle, who killed my father."

I was startled: "As far as I know, your father died in an accidental car crash."

He said coldly: "It was a carefully planned car accident. By Lucas Thorne. To fully control the family sooner, he eliminated his brother with the highest prestige at the time, my father."

His voice was very calm.

But I could sense that this was the unique calmness of someone who had endured humiliation for many years.

"He killed my parents, raised me, trained me to be his sharpest knife, made me grateful to him... heh."

The room fell into a dead silence.

So that was it. I stepped forward, folded my arms, looked at Jack, and smiled confidently: "Then what do you need me to do?"

Jack stared into my eyes, smiled knowingly, "Simple, just do your job as an assassin."