Chapter 297
The car slowly pulled up to a three-story villa—a property owned by the Jiang family, understated yet exuding luxury in every detail. Luna White and Andrew Smith were ushered into a cozy reception room, where the plush leather sofa felt soft to the touch, and an entire wall was lined with a bookshelf filled with hardcover volumes.
Andrew sat close to Luna, draping his coat over her shoulders without a word. Though the room was warm, he couldn’t shake the feeling that she had just endured something exhausting and needed extra comfort.
A loud growl interrupted the silence—Luna’s stomach protesting its emptiness. Andrew immediately turned to the assistant standing nearby. "Could you arrange some food?"
Xiao He hurried off. Even though it was late at night and the kitchen staff should have been asleep, if the boss’s distinguished guests wanted a meal, it had to be prepared on the spot.
The chef, dragged out of bed, rubbed his bleary eyes and frowned at the sparse ingredients left in the fridge. Who in the world needed a meal at this hour?
Ten minutes later, Jiang Shaoqing pushed the door open. His expression was dark as he sank into an armchair, his mind replaying the horrifying news he had just received. Shang Kaijie had only been in the provincial capital for five days, yet he had already preyed on three young girls. The youngest was just eight years old—brutalized, left half-dead by the roadside, and ultimately crawling three miles before collapsing at the village entrance.
"Monster!" Jiang slammed his fist against the armrest. In the capital, the Shang family had kept him on a tight leash, forcing him to restrain his depravity. But away from their watch, the beast had unleashed himself completely. And those who curried favor with him had only enabled his crimes, covering up his atrocities.
"Dr. White," Jiang suddenly spoke, his voice firm. "I take back what I said before. This matter—I’m stepping in."
His intense gaze locked onto Luna. This seemingly delicate young woman had proposed a ruthless yet meticulously calculated plan—one that would eliminate Shang Kaijie while ensuring their own safety. Jiang found himself reassessing her. She was no harmless rabbit—she was a cunning little fox.
"You flatter me, Mr. Jiang," Luna replied with a faint smile. "Shall we begin, then?"
"You’re certain there’s no room for error?" Jiang still hesitated. He didn’t want the Jiang family to take the fall for this.
Luna’s eyes were unwavering. "I know my skills. Harm none, but take no chances."
Jiang stood to make the necessary calls. Time was of the essence—the Shang family could arrive at any moment.
Soon, steaming bowls of wonton soup and tea eggs were brought in. Andrew peeled shrimp while watching Luna devour her food with a frown. "Slow down. No one’s going to take it from you."
"I’m starving," Luna mumbled, her cheeks stuffed. "I couldn’t eat a thing knowing Shang Kaijie was still out there."
Andrew placed the peeled shrimp in her bowl. "Now you’re scared? You seemed plenty brave when you were dealing with him."
"Of course I’m scared!" Luna set down her chopsticks. "He’s already tried to kill someone by ramming their car. Who knows what else he’s capable of?"
Andrew abruptly changed the subject. "But I am curious—how did you know about Shang Kaijie’s secrets? Even Jiang Shaoqing wasn’t aware of these things..."
Luna choked violently, her face flushing red. Andrew quickly patted her back and handed her water.
Once she recovered, he sighed. "Never mind. You don’t have to tell me. Just remember—no matter what happens, I’m here." He gently took her hand. "I’m your husband. Your strongest support."
Luna’s nose stung. From the moment they’d met, this man had protected her without hesitation, never demanding explanations or counting the cost.
"Andrew..." Her voice trembled.
He tenderly fed her a shrimp. "Eat up."
At that moment, Luna felt her eyes burn, something warm threatening to spill over.