Ivan was dressed in a black suit with gold-rimmed glasses, looking both dignified and refined.

He walked in with a bouquet of lilies and some food, joking, "I'm here to see our hero."

Rebecca pouted. "What hero? In the end, someone else ended up taking the knife for me."

"What? Disappointed you didn't get stabbed yourself?" He placed the food on the table and handed her the flowers. "The lilies are fresh."

Rebecca looked at the bouquet in her ...