NovelEnglishChapter 1220 Feeling uneasy and uncertain, Blake exited the private jet with Cecilia, the presence of bodyguards nearby heightening her discomfort.
Cecilia, appearing unfazed by the armed company, reassured her, “It's legal to carry weapons here. Stay close to me, and don't wander off.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtYou'll be fine.” As Blake detected the faint smell of gunpowder, her uneasiness grew.
“Why would he be in a place like this?” she asked.
Cecilia's reply was cryptic yet revealing, “This is the reality of the former million-earing assistant from Jardin Corporation.” After about fifteen minutes, they arrived at a compound surrounded by high walls topped containment rather 6 barbed wires, a design suggesting Ofection. Inside a relatively clean room, Blake and Cecilia were left with three suitcases while the body rds stood guard outside.
Cecilia broke the silence, “We'll be meeting with some influential people of this region soon.
Blake's frown deepened, “You seem very familiar with all this. Are yo involved with these criminals? You do realize the consequences if the police find out?” Cecilia smiled faintly, “I appreciate your concern. Rest assured, you're the only one who knows about this. As my little sister, | trust you won't betray me.” Blake quickly countered, “My concern is not for you. | simply don’t want to get caught up in your mess.
Cecilia approached, taking her hand, “Why would that happen? | have everything now. Whatever you want to do, just do it.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhatever happens, I'll cover for you. From now on, no one will bully us.” Feeling uncomfortable under Cecilia's intense scrutiny, Blake averted her gaze. For discretion, they decided to change into the local attire and remove their jewelry. Later that evening, Cecilia led Blake to a lavish villa spanning several floors.
In the villa’s large third-floor living room, many men, each with a flamboyantly dressed woman, were present. Cecilia mingled effortlessly among the brutish-looking men who treated her with the utmost respect.
Blake excused herself after eating a little, feeling out of place at the/ gathering. Upon her return, she caught sight of an intoxicated old man, Grant Patterson, making inappropriate advances toward Cecilia.
Maintaining her composure, Cecilia said, “Mr. Patterson, you've had too much to drink.” Reeking of alcohol, Grant leered at Cecilia, “Ms. Samford, you've certainly prospered. It's been ages, and you look even more stunning now.” Blake’s anger surged seeing the scene unfolded in front of her. She pushed Grant away, exclaiming, “What do you think you're doing? Haven't you ever seen a woman before? Keep your hands to yourself, or you'll regret it.” The force of Blake's push sent the drunken Grant stumbling to the ground, his head banged against the wall and bled. The atmosphere in the room instantly shifted, with the women retreating in fear.
Feeling the blood on his head, Grant angrily shouted, “You're asking for trouble!”
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