At one of the high-end clubs of B city.

Xoan threw a wine bottle on the table scaring the sh*t out of the couple who were on the couch.

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Xin's lips twitched seeing and identifying them.

Xoan held the broken glass at the man's neck effortlessly pulling him away from the young lady.

Xoan and Xin both knew who he was but they weren't in the mood to meet and greet.

Xoan's sharp eyes started looking around the room before it stopped at the man again.

His intimidating tone sounded hoarse, "You dared to touch my company. How should I make you repay? By bankrupting you?"

That man was still recovering and analyzing what was happening but the piercing glare of Xoan was choking him hard to breathe and understand.

He wanted to respond but he couldn't make himself utter a single word due to tyrannized air in the room.

The lady was hurriedly and clumsily started tidying her clothes trying to avoid looking at the imposing men regretting getting intimate in the club trusting on the bodyguards.

Xin had a question: How could a drunk man or the woman hack in their current state?

They couldn't hack the firewall.

Frightened, that man started to stutter trying to loosen Xoan's hold on him by the sharp glass pieces in Xoan's hand at his neck, "Who are you two? Why did you barge in? What are you doing here? How did you enter? How..."

The man's drunken voice didn't affect anybody who continued to ask and started calling his bodyguards.

Xoan's attention shifted on Xin who ignored them searching the whole room to find the electronic device.

He soon got a tab that went dark as soon as he clicked 'Oꓘ' on the screen.

Xoan was about to slap the man hearing his nonsense without identifying who they were due to his state. The lady wasn't sure what to do but her eyes kept swooning on Xin's face which was too irresistible.

Xin's eyes were dark as the depth of the abyss looking at the blacked-out tab in his hand realizing 'Oꓘ' was 'KO' in reverse and broke the tab in split-second realizing the attacker played him.

He understood the attacker couldn't be simple to just distract him away.

Xoan turned to Xin ignoring the other two, "Xin."

Xin said a word and rushed out, "Company."

Xoan caught up with his pace and reached the car.

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At the Luxure club.

Alan sat back pulling Aria up seeing her scrunched brows looking at Monroe Grayson who was in shock.

Monroe couldn't hold herself for so long just by standing outside letting her mind wander thinking what they were doing. So she walked with a waitress and hustled in swiftly to see Alan on top of a countrywoman indulging themselves in a passionate kiss.

She couldn't believe Alan was so tacky.

The bodyguards always left little leeway for a woman due to their gender but whenever they behave rudely, they wouldn't think to break their bones but...

"Let her off." Aria's unemotional tone halted bodyguards who bowed and left silently.

Since she was the Morgan family's relative, Aria didn't want to be rude.

Alan's mood was sour due to Monroe Grayson so he ignored and checked the laptop.

Aria didn't bother to say anything to her either and checked whether she got all the data and her fingers rapidly jumped on the keys of the keyboard and clicked enter watching the screen intently.

The selected data started processing showing it's completion scale on the screen.

She again quickly moved her fingers and pulled out confidential employees list and disconnected from the network leaving virtual IP addresses for them at quite a few places on purpose.

"Dead and buried." She confidently said.

As soon as she said, Alan gave the last touch to Aria's code which started disrupting the whole lab of Xin who they didn't know yet.

Aria wanted to check the data she extracted but Alan stopped her, "Aren't your fingers aching?"

He massaged her fingers grabbing her hands and asked, "Shall we leave? I will check it later."

Aria rested her head on the table facing him as she said, "I want to see you."

She thought they might have to go take different paths if they leave.

Alan smiled at her. His one hand worked on the laptop to check the few data which she had sectioned and another hand caressed her head ever so gently.

He soon realized, there were no cameras wherever Xoan went, near the private elevator that he uses and two complete floors in the architecture were free from security cameras.

So they didn't get to know about the presence of Xin and his office set up.

The whole time Monroe Grayson was standing like a scarecrow in the room without moving or speaking.

She didn't understand what Aria meant by 'Dead and buried.' and heard Alan's magnetic and gentle tone which she never heard till that day.

She wasn't envious of eating dog food looking at their affectionate interaction instead she felt her heart tug uncontrollably.

Monroe Grayson always liked to mingle with Alan from the tender age whenever she was seeing him in Gray villa or whenever she was visiting the Morgan mansion. But she never had a proper conversation even when he was little.

Alan always ignored everyone like mosquitoes other than his family and his grandparents. He never met or spoke to his cousins and not even his uncles or relatives.

After knowing Alan was smart and was topper every year in all assessments, she started to study harder that way she could use it as the reason to get close.

She had even tried to meet him, taking her academic syllabus as a reason. Amelia would ask him to help her but Alan would just see Amelia's face and bluntly say, 'No, I'm busy.' even if he had to just sit and read a sci-fi comic in all seriousness.

Determined, she studied hard, scored well but she never got the one's attention she wanted.

She got the seat in the same college in country S and his parents thought she could stay with Alan so that both could take care of each other when Alan was in the senior year.

She had met him in country S when Ford, Jeremy, and her mother went to drop her. Alan had elegantly sat and had lunch with them in a restaurant without saying a word other than humming to Ford.

Then Ford Gray had told Alan to take care of Monroe.