Captivation: Want Nothing But You

King of Hearts... It had been four years since that person disappeared without a trace.
This was simply impossible.
"I’ve posted about the reward in the hacking forum.Maybe we can try our luck..."
Victor’s eye darkened in an instant.
But before he could say anything, the sound of his ringtone cut him off.
Although the call was from an unknown number, he still answered it.
"Hello.Is this Victor?"
A man’s voice cthrough the phone.
"Who are you?" Victor asked in a cold tone.
In order to let Carson hear what the man was saying, he switched to speaker mode.
Victor didn’t need to order him to act.
Carson quickly memorized the number on the screen and asked his men to find out who the owner was.
"I’m Wallace."
It didn’t take long for his subordinates to send the information they found about the phone number.
Carson quickly scanned the information.
The caller’s nwas Wallace.Male.
He was 27 years old.He was a hobo who had just arrived at the Apliaria half a month ago.
In just a minute, Wallace’s background was thoroughly investigated.
However, they didn’t know how he was able to get Victor’s number.
"What is it?" Victor asked.

On the other side, Walace was sitting in front of his computer.He adjusted his glasses as he looked at the document on the table,
where three words were written in bold: King of Hearts.His eyes narrowed when his gaze fell on the broken little finger of his right
hand.
"Mr.Sullivan, I can help you," Wallace said.
"Help me?"
"I know you are investigating a car."
After a short pause, Wallace added, "I can help you find out who is in this car.
Victor’s expression grew darker.
He clenched his jaw and asked, "Are you the one who took Joey away?"
"Mr.Sullivan, don’t getwrong.I just saw the post about the reward in the forum.You want a high-definition version of the photo,

don’t you?"
Taking of his glasses, Wallace continued, "I think I can fix it, so I called you."
"How did you know my phone number?"
"Mr.Sullivan, it’s not difficult for a hacker."
Wallace stood up and walked to the French windows.He lived in the building that faced the Sullivan Group.
His eyes were fixed on the logo of the company as he continued, "It’s a piece of cake especially for King of Hearts."
King of Hearts... Carson’s eyes widened in disbelief.
On the other hand, Victor frowned.
"Are you saying you’re King of Hearts?"
"Yes, I am King of Hearts."
There was a brief silence before Victor asked again, "King of Hearts has disappeared four years ago.Do you have any evidence
to prove that you’re that person?"

His demand didn’t surprise Wallace at all.
"Except for King of Hearts, no one else could possibly repair the photo you have to the point that the person inside the car could
be recognized.If you want evidence, I’ll let you see the photo I repaired first."
"Tell me, what do you want?" Before answering.
Wallace went back to his desk and held the document about King of Hearts.
"Mr.Sullivan, don’t be so nervous.I’m just interested in the reward you posted in the forum.It’s just purely business."
With that, he hung up the phone and sent the edited photo to Victor. At this moment, someone knocked on the door.
"Cin."
Right after Wallace put the document into the drawer, the door to his residence opened.
An expressionless man in black appeared at the door.
"Mr.Finch, my master is looking for you."
The man’s voice was as cold as the look on his face.
"I see.I’ll be there soon."
Wallace breathed a sigh of relief when he heard it was his master who was looking for him.
When he didn’t move, the man in black frowned.
"Mr.Finch, my master wants to see you right now."
It was like he was saying that Wallace had no tto freshen up or do anything else.
The two stared at each other for a while.
Wallace’ eyes fell on his broken little finger again, making him sigh.
"I know.Let’s go."
Soon, Wallace and the man went out of the hotel room and took the elevator to reach the penthouse.

At the entrance of the penthouse, the man in black reported respectfully, "Master, Mr.Finch has arrived."
The man who was sitting on the sofa and idly browsing the messages in his phone, raised his eyes and said with a smile, "Come
in."
"Mr.Finch?"
Lines appeared on Maria’s forehead as she looked at the entrance.
Because of the dim light at the porch, Maria couldn’t see Wallace’s face clearly.But as he walked closer to the study, she
immediately noticed the scar on his right cheek.
"Nice to meet you."
As a sign of respect, Wallace bowed at them.
The scar on his face wasn’t that scary, but it was uncomfortable to look at.
Maria looked Wallace up and down and raised an eyebrow.
"Is this the gift you said for Victor?"
"Have you sent the photo?"
Instead of answering Maria’s question, Odin looked up at Wallace.
"Yes."
Taking a sip of wine, Odin asked, "Didn’t he suspect you?"
"Well, of course, Victor was on guard.He didn’t believewhen I told him my identity.But don’t worry, Mr.Sullivan.There is no
one in the world who can repair the blurry picture except for King of Hearts.The picture that I sent Victor is enough to make him
believe that I am King of Hearts."
In silence, Odin played with the glass of wine in his hand.
Meanwhile, Maria was even more confused.

"What are you talking about? King of Hearts? What King of Hearts?"
It was then that Odin decided to introduce Wallace to Maria.
He put down the wine glass and walked towards him.
"Mom, letintroduce him to you.This is Wallace, my capable helper."
"Nice to meet you, ma’am.Please letcorrect Mr.Sullivan.I’m not his capable helper.In fact, if it weren’t for him, I would have
been dead already.Mr.Sullivan saved my life."
"You saved his life?"
Maria looked at Odin in confusion.It was Wallace who answered her.
"Four years ago, I was framed and put into prison.By chance, I have a friend who knew Mr.Sullivan.After listening to my story,
Mr.Sullivan helpedclear my nand allowedto work for him.So Mr.Sullivan has saved my life.No matter what he asksAs he spoke, Wallace glanced at his broken little finger again, and what happened four years ago flashed through his mind
Odin only gave him a meaningful smile and didn’t say anything.
Wallace and Odin looked at each other.
They both knew that what Wallace said was a lie.
The truth was that he had just escaped from the prison half a month ago.