In the enormous living room, at a glance, not a single person could be seen.

Bella Green pursed her lips, suppressing the unease in her heart, and walked further inside.

A clear sound of glass clinking was suddenly heard, making Bella abruptly turn her head.

At the dining table, a man was holding a wine glass, gently swirling it, as the liquid within began to blossom like vividly beautiful flowers on the glass walls.

When she finally saw his face clearly, her eyes widened in shock.

This man, she had seen him before.

Previously in Kyoto, below the White Corporation building, the man in the wheelchair...

It turned out to be him!

Matthew Lawrence was holding the wine glass, swirling it a few times, yet he did not drink but gazed at her with a smile.

The man’s smile was gentle, but to Bella Green, it was chilling to the bone, making her feel uncomfortable all over.

She would rather face a fierce and brutal man than this figure before her, whose gentle smile was unsettling.

"Bella Green." The man looked at her, speaking slowly.

It didn’t seem like a greeting; he appeared to be softly murmuring the name.

As for the meaning behind his words, she could not discern.

"Where are my parents?" She directly asked.

Right now, she was eager to see her parents.

At least, she wanted to ensure they were safe.

Matthew Lawrence seemed to have heard something amusing, and chuckled softly.

"Parents? Is that what they told you?"

The man’s voice was deep yet pleasant, carrying the steadiness of someone who had experienced much.

Bella Green gritted her teeth, not understanding what he meant.

"Perhaps, I should meet them first before discussing anything else, don’t you think?"

Her expression turned slightly grim as she spoke coldly.

Until she was sure of her parents’ safety, she had no mood to talk to Matthew Lawrence about anything.

Matthew Lawrence chuckled upon hearing this, his slender eyes gazing at Bella Green, harboring depths she could not fathom, making her feel uneasy.

"Alright." He agreed, then picked up a remote, pressing it lightly.

Then, the screen on the opposite wall suddenly lit up.

It was a surveillance video.

In the video, it was her long unseen adoptive parents, Michael Green, Chloe Johnson...

In a cramped room, the two were sitting at a table having a meal, uninjured.

From the environment, it seemed like they were being held captive.

Bella Green’s hand at her side clenched tightly, her eyes fixed on the screen, hurting from the gaze.

After a while, she withdrew her gaze.

She walked to the dining table, directly sitting opposite Matthew Lawrence, secretly taking a deep breath.

"Now that the three of us are in Mr. Lawrence’s hands, if there’s anything to say, you might as well speak frankly."

Seeing the girl’s sudden calm demeanor, Matthew Lawrence’s gaze shifted, and his smiling deepened.

"You really resemble her."

That ethereal voice seemed to speak of something.

Bella Green noticed that Matthew Lawrence’s gaze towards her had become exceedingly gentle.

So gentle it seemed to drown in water, like he was looking at the person he loved most.

Yet Bella Green felt unnerved by such a gaze, feeling uncomfortable all over.

Who could she be?

"Actually, your real target is me, not my parents, isn’t that right?"

Bella Green suddenly had a bold suspicion.

Though it seemed a bit absurd, she had a bizarre instinct.

This man was here for her.

Matthew Lawrence looked at her deeply, before bursting into laughter.

In the shadows, the silhouette who had followed Matthew Lawrence for years, was amazed by that laughter.

How many years had it been since the second master laughed like this.

"You are indeed a clever girl." Matthew Lawrence admitted without hiding.