Chapter 256

• “Good to know you’re okay. Did you come to Southville alone?”
• Sullivan lifted his head and saw Wang Sicheng’s pale shoulder bare in the night. Her T-shirt had been torn; under that snow-white line, a hint of black lace and a deep curve flashed—heat shot through Sullivan, and he quickly looked away.
• Only then did Wang realize her clothes were a mess. Flustered, she tried to fix them, but felt sudden warmth on her shoulders.