Lambert replied, “That's easy. My men are arriving in the country tomorrow. Sendher address, and | guarantee she won't be
going anywhere for the next two days.”
Manley raised an eyebrow. “Estelle and | would feel better if you watched her personally.”
If it was for Stella's good, Lambert was naturally all in. “No problem. I'll watch her myself.”
Manley nodded in satisfaction. “Then it’s settled.”
He started the car and pulled away from the Lamont estate.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLambert asked, “Where are we going?”
“To reward Pot & Kettle. I'm taking you somewhere nice.” Manley smirked, the obsidian stud in his earlobe glinting coldly.
Manley took Lambert to a club called Blue Oasis.
The moment they walked in, five or six hostesses, arranged in advance by Manley, swarmed them, surrounding Lambert.
He was enveloped by soft, fragrant bodies. The women were all stunningly beautiful, with figures to match, and their skills at
charming a man were extraordinary. For a moment, Lambert couldn't break free.
Manley downed a glass of liquor, glanced at Lambert entangled with the women, and stood up to leave.
As he left, he instructed the manager, “Send a few more in later. Make sure Pot & Kettle is satisfied.”
The manager immediately replied, “Rest assured, Mr. Scott!”
Manley glanced back at the private room door closing behind the hostesses, a wild smile on his lips. He walked down the corridor
and took out his phone at the elevator.
“Booka flight to C City for tomorrow morning,” he told his assistant.
Just as he finished, the elevator doors opened. Manley pocketed his phone, stuck one hand in his pocket, and stepped inside.
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