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Chapter 533 Token · Oct 12, 2026

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514 Chapter 514 Powder 2026-10-12
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516 Chapter 516 Cheese 2026-10-12
517 Chapter 517 Blind 2026-10-12
518 Chapter 518 Tip 2026-10-12
519 Chapter 519 Round 2026-10-12
520 Chapter 520 Rain 2026-10-12
521 Chapter 521 Swift 2026-10-12
522 Chapter 522 Escape 2026-10-12
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524 Chapter 524 Bat 2026-10-12
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526 Chapter 526 Wheel 2026-10-12
527 Chapter 527 Tail 2026-10-12
528 Chapter 528 Broom 2026-10-12
529 Chapter 529 Dust 2026-10-12
530 Chapter 530 Dino 2026-10-12
531 Chapter 531 Maintenance 2026-10-12
532 Chapter 532 Test 2026-10-12
533 Chapter 533 Token 2026-10-12
534 Chapter 534 Chat 2026-10-12
535 Chapter 535 Cinema 2026-10-12
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537 Chapter 537 Ignorance 2026-10-12
538 Chapter 538 Poem 2026-10-12
539 Chapter 539 Well 2026-10-12
540 Chapter 540 Survivor 2026-10-12
541 Chapter 541 Status 2026-10-12
542 Chapter 542 Bag 2026-10-12
543 Chapter 543 Sprint 2026-10-12
544 Chapter 544 Teacher 2026-10-12
545 Chapter 545 Floor 2026-10-12
546 Chapter 546 Seal 2026-10-12
547 Chapter 547 Promise 2026-10-12
548 Chapter 548 Based 2026-10-12
549 Chapter 549 Relative 2026-10-12
550 Chapter 550 Code 2026-10-12

Chapter 533 Token

But in all her time here, she hadnʼt seen a single sign of criminal activity.

She had only seen love.

And now, with no mission left to justify her presence, no deception left to hide behind, she knew she had to come clean.

”I know.”

Ross smiled, his expression calm, his eyes unreadable.

Rachel blinked. ”What?”

”I know.” His voice was smooth, assured, as if this conversation had already played out in his mind.

Her heart pounded in her chest. No, he didnʼt understand—he couldnʼt.

”I donʼt think you know,” she insisted, taking a step closer. ”Iʼm not—”

”Youʼre not who you say you are,” Ross interrupted, his gaze locking onto hers. ”Itʼs fine, Rachel. I accept you for everything you are… and everything youʼre not.”

She felt the air leave her lungs.

Her mind scrambled for an explanation. How? Since when? She had been careful, so careful. Even the agency believed her cover was intact.

”You mean…” Her voice faltered. ”You knew I was an FBI agent from the beginning?”

Ross chuckled, shaking his head as if amused by her surprise.

”Rachel, of course I knew. I know everything about you.” He leaned forward slightly, his presence overwhelming. ”I know a lot of things, obviously. And you, my dear, have vastly underestimated me.”

Rachel swallowed hard. She had expected anger, betrayal—anything but this casual, almost affectionate acceptance.

”How?” she breathed.

Ross merely smiled. ”Does it matter?”

It did. It mattered more than anything. Had he been playing her from the start? Had she ever had the upper hand? The realization sent a shiver down her spine.

”Then why?” she forced herself to ask. ”Why did you still agree to marry me?”

His answer came without hesitation.

”Why?” His lips curled into a smirk. ”Simple. I like you.”

Rachel stared at him, searching for deception, for some ulterior motive hidden beneath his words. But there was nothing—only honesty, as if the answer truly was as simple as that.

”This…” she started, but the words died on her tongue.

Ross reached out, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. His touch was warm, grounding. ”Donʼt worry about it,” he murmured. ”Weʼll have no more lies between us from now on.”

Rachel wanted to believe him.

But somehow, she had the feeling that the biggest secrets were yet to be uncovered.

Thatʼs why she had to ask now.

”Did you kill them? Those gangs and goons that were after your superstores?”

Rachelʼs voice was steady, but her fingers curled into her palm as she watched Ross intently.

Ross simply grinned, lounging back in his chair with that ever-present air of confidence, as if the weight of such a question was nothing to him.

”Does it matter?”

Rachel frowned. ”It does to me.”

She wasnʼt sure what answer she was hoping for—denial, confirmation, or something in between—but she wanted the truth.

There were many things about Ross that remained an enigma, wrapped in layers of charm, power, and an almost unnerving level of control.

She had seen him as a husband, a lover, a protector, but what about the man behind it all? What about the side of him that she had been sent to investigate?

Ross chuckled, his lips quirking into a smirk. ”I donʼt know. I certainly didnʼt kill them with these hands.”

He lifted his hands slightly, flexing his fingers as if to show they were clean. The gesture was casual, but there was something almost mocking about it.

Rachel narrowed her eyes. ”You said no more lies, and now youʼre back to your inscrutable self again.”

”Thatʼs me in a word, isnʼt it? Inscrutable.” Rossʼs smirk deepened. ”Itʼs for me to know and for you to find out. Itʼs a fun game, isnʼt it, Rachel?”

Her lips pressed into a thin line. A game. Everything with Ross felt like a game, a constant back-and-forth where he always seemed to have the upper hand.

She was frustrated—infuriated even—but at the same time, there was an undeniable thrill in the way he teased her, in the way he pulled her in without giving too much away.

Ross suddenly reached out, wrapping an arm around her waist, and in one swift motion, he pulled her onto his lap.

”Come here, you.”

Rachel barely had time to react before his lips captured hers in a firm, possessive kiss.

Her breath hitched, her body tensing for a brief second before melting into him.

”The children are watching,” she murmured against his lips, her voice weak with protest.

Ross didnʼt respond—at least, not with words. His grip on her waist tightened, and his lips moved more insistently against hers, coaxing her, consuming her.

Her mind screamed at her to pull away, to remember where they were, but her body betrayed her, pressing closer instead.

She didnʼt know when it happened, but suddenly, she found herself straddling him.

Her thighs pressed against his, her body aching from the delicious friction. She could feel him beneath her—hard, ready—and the sensation sent a rush of heat through her veins.

”Hmmm…” Ross hummed against her lips, one hand slipping up her back, fingers tracing slow, tantalizing patterns along her spine.

Rachel shivered, drowning in the intoxicating sensation of him.

But something felt… off.

The realization hit her like a splash of cold water.

Ross never did anything lewd in front of the children. His wives should have teased them by now. The playful laughter and splashing from the pool should still be filling the air.

Slowly, hesitantly, she opened her eyes.

Her breath caught in her throat.

Everything around them was frozen.

The people by the pool, mid-laughter, their faces locked in eerie stillness. The children, caught mid-play, their bodies unmoving as if trapped in time.

The slight breeze that had been rustling the trees moments ago—gone. Even the water in the pool, which should have been rippling from all the movement, was perfectly still.

She blinked her eyes and the scene remained the same.

Rachelʼs pulse quickened.

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