Chapter 709

James Jackson looked up at the sound of her voice. His deep, narrow eyes shimmered faintly, scattered with reflected light. “Have you ever heard of Antonio Lorenzo?” he asked suddenly. The question caught Eleanor completely off guard. Antonio Lorenzo? Wasn’t that the infamous assassin? He was extremely skilled—though still a step below her level—and the two of them had crossed paths years ago. Eleanor immediately recalled the incident at Williams Manor. Antonio Lorenzo had appeared there without warning, causing quite a commotion for both her and Robert. She also remembered something else— Antonio Lorenzo had seemed to know her. Those memories felt distant now. Normally, she wouldn’t have bothered recalling them unless someone brought them up. “What?” Eleanor said lightly, pretending indifference. “Has that assassin set his sights on you?” James pressed his lips together, as if gathering his courage. A strange intensity flickered in his eyes. “Actually…” “I am Antonio Lorenzo.” The cut