I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Terrence was a bit surprised to learn that Selene had been taken away by the anti-terrorism team. However, this might not be entirely bad. If she fell into John Wilkinson’s hands, it would be even harder for the Celestial Alliance to kill her. But entering the anti-terrorism unit would be tough for Selene. Terrence couldn’t bail her out, nor could he demand her release just because she had once been Meredith’s bodyguard.

Reginald left after dinner and became anxious upon hearing that Selene had been taken by the anti-terrorism team. Over the years, John Wilkinson had always targeted the Celestial Alliance, and now that Selene was in his hands, it posed a significant threat to them.

Back at his house in Auroraville, Reginald faced Hya and Damien standing respectfully before him. He sternly said, “Hya, you must deal with Selene immediately. I give you three days.”

Hya’s eyes showed a hint of nervousness. “Master, Selene has lost her memory. She is of no use to them; there’s no need to kill her. I’ll find a way to rescue her.”

Damien chimed in sarcastically, “Master, you want Hya to deal with Selene? They’re sisters; can she really complete this task? I’m afraid she’ll pretend to comply but act otherwise.”

Hya shot Damien a cold look. “Damien, shut up.”

Though Damien enjoyed seeing Hya in trouble, he had to obey as Hya outranked him. Reginald’s face darkened. “Hya, this is an order. Success is the only option; failure is not allowed. We cannot gamble with the entire Celestial Alliance.”

“Yes, Master,” Hya replied expressionlessly. “I will complete the mission.”

Reginald waved his hand dismissively. “Dismissed.”

Hya left, leaving Damien alone with Reginald. Damien approached him and said, “Master, Hya won’t harm Selene. Should I go instead?”

Reginald knew Hya’s intentions well and was merely testing her. He nodded. “Selene must be silenced forever.”

Losing this pawn was regrettable for him. Selene was one of his most prized disciples-her kindness was both her fatal flaw and what he admired most about her. She was like a blade forged through layers of brutal training and countless corpses; her unexpected kindness was astonishing.

“Don’t worry, Master,” Damien said confidently. “I will complete the task.”

If he succeeded, he could advance from A-level to S-level.

The night Selene was taken away, she underwent severe interrogation by the anti-terrorism team. Despite losing her memory, she couldn’t fabricate answers under pressure.

John Wilkinson resorted to harsher methods when she remained silent. To him, assassins from the Celestial Alliance were unforgivable criminals who required extreme measures to break.

Selene was strapped to a chair with a helmet placed on her head. As electric currents surged through her body, she felt an out-of-body experience.

Throughout the night, John Wilkinson failed to extract any information from Selene despite intense interrogation.

Even without her memory, Selene’s endurance was trained; no matter what methods were used on her, she withstood them all.

John Wilkinson was astonished by her resilience-she lasted longer than any other Celestial Alliance assassin he had captured before.

Most others couldn’t endure and chose suicide as per the Celestial Alliance’s orders: if caught by police, they were to end their own lives or have a comrade do it for them.

Now drenched in sweat like she had been pulled from water, Selene wasn’t withholding information; she genuinely didn’t know anything.

No matter how John Wilkinson questioned her, Selene only responded with three words: “I don’t know.”

For the third time that night, Selene fainted right after speaking those words.

Dawn was breaking.

Colleague Robert asked, “Captain Wilkinson, should we continue?”NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Robert had accompanied the interrogation all night and felt some pity for Selene.

John Wilkinson looked at the unconscious Selene on the floor and thought of his long-lost sister. His heart hardened. “Continue.”