Chapter 361

The assistant standing behind the man noticed Ronald and quickly whispered something in his ear.

At the words, the man handed off his pool cue, turned around with a broad, welcoming smile, and strode over to Ronald, extending his hand.

"Mr. Quinn, I didn't think you'd actually show up."

Ronald glanced at the outstretched hand but didn't shake it. Instead, he said coolly, "Mr. Bernie, you know why I'm here. I'm here to collect what Lancelot left with you."

No pleasantries, no small talk, Ronald cut straight to the point. He could sense Stella's discomfort in this setting.

Bernie raised an eyebrow, his grin widening, making his scruffy beard shift slightly.

"Ha, Lancelot, huh? Mr. Quinn, why don't we discuss this over here?"

The emphasis on "discuss" made it clear to Ronald that retrieving the item wouldn't be straightforward.

Bernie gestured toward a nearby couch and led the way. He sank into it casually, and within moments, a tall, slim woman perched herself on his lap. Bernie's large, tanned hand rested on her waist, his fingers idly tracing circles. The assistant from earlier handed Bernie a lit cigar.

Taking a slow puff, Bernie exhaled a think plume of smoke, directly toward the woman.

In hindsight, staying on the plane and catching some sleep might have been a

narrowed his eyes slightly. "Alright, what's

drag from the cigar. "That item seems to be quite significant for you,

didn't respond, his silence implying

her the moment he turned around. She

of yellowed teeth. "Rumor has it that Mr. Quinn isn't interested in women. Turns

petite with such delicate features was no easy feat, especially with

was flippant, as though he were assessing merchandise

he had no idea that Stella had grown up at Ronald's side, assuming instead

Bernie's mouth, Ronald's

engrossed in his brazen stare at Stella,

he glanced at

he hadn't imagined someone could be more reckless than Finley. Ronald

to him. With a lazy gesture, Bernie pointed his cigar at Stella. "Let me

the importance of their mission kept her rooted. Whatever the

her anger,

a

fluid motion he placed a gun next to the

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