The current version of Sean was different from how he always looked on television, with his perfectly pressed suit, cold expression, and aloofness. It was also different from how he was in private when he showed his desire for her without abandon and confessed his feelings without any qualms.
"Ned! Ned, don't scare me! Wake up!"
Gregory had his arms around Ned, who was lying unconscious on the floor.
Gregory's shouts drew Angeline's gaze back to them. She looked down at Ned lying on the floor. He had taken the hit from the ashtray for her. She swiftly pulled out her phone to dial 911.
Angeline had just reported their location when Sean gripped her arm with a sinister expression. He pulled her out roughly from the room and dragged her out of the Night Palace.
Sean was walking very fast on his long legs. Angeline had to run to keep up with his pace.
"Sean, slow down!"
Angeline's voice was drowned in the pounding music, just like the screams of the fight in Room 8923 had been completely lost in the sound of the music.
"Sean!"
Sean dragged Angeline out of a side door in the Night Palace and went straight to the parking lot. He went over to the car, pulled open the door on the passenger side, and tried to force her in.
"Sean."
Angeline gripped the car tightly, unwilling to get in.
He looked at her and laughed softly as he loosened his tight grip on her arm.
"Do you want to leave with Ned?"
His bloodied hand slammed the door of the passenger's side shut.
"Fine. Go."
Sean's handsome features showed no sign of anger, and he seemed to be smiling lightly, but Angeline could sense that he was very angry.
"No, I don't want to go with him. He has nothing to do with me! Your hand is injured."
Angeline looked at Sean's finger, which was still dripping blood. She panted as she reached out to him.


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