Caspian Parker stepped outside and saw Aurelia Shaw huddled in her coat, shivering like a little chick.
She would never shortchange herself.
Moreover, with her beauty, even in such a state, a random photo would still be a gorgeous picture.
Caspian's eyes softened with warmth as he approached her, but suddenly noticed a shadow lurking nearby, moving suspiciously.
Caspian frowned, suspicion rising in his heart, and in the next moment, he saw that shadow suddenly dash towards Aurelia—
A knife gleamed under the night sky, casting cold reflections.
Caspian's heart pounded—danger!
Reacting faster than he thought, he rushed towards Aurelia.
But he was still a step too late!
The sharp blade sliced through the delicate palm, and despite her fingers clenching reflexively, they couldn't stop the blade.
With a fierce shove, the knife plunged into Aurelia's abdomen.
