Chapter 101

"Ms. Lloyd, we're in trouble. The private dining room is empty, and the staff said the party left two hours ago."

"Who organized this meet-up?" Sylvia asked in a panic.

"It was... Mrs. Simpson, Bridget Simpson's mother. She said it was to introduce a big client as a way of making amends to you."

"Making amends to me without me there? How does that even make sense!" Sylvia barely registered the throbbing pain in her foot, standing up immediately. "Go find the manager now. Ask them to secure the CCTV footage. And do we still have a good connection with the chauffeur from the Garcia family?"

"Yes, we do."

"Please have him drive me over."

"No problem, Ms. Lloyd."

After hanging up, Sylvia wrapped herself in her coat, limping quickly out to the manor's driveway.

The chauffeur was already waiting. As soon as she got into the car, they sped off towards the restaurant.

Orson, who was just leaving the Garcia Manor, saw Sylvia's figure getting into the car and quickly called Rupert.

Rupert was in the middle of changing, his shirt unbuttoned as he answered the call.

"What's up?"

"Ms. Lloyd just rushed off in a car."

"I'm on my way."

...

At the restaurant.

the manager. The manager glanced at her briefly

policy prohibits us from sharing surveillance footage. I must ask

knew what he was implying. She was too insignificant for him

family. You better pray there's nothing off in the footage. Otherwise, your days as a

turned

called out, "Follow

room, the manager reluctantly pointed at

but the camera outside that particular room is

words, Sylvia could see arrogance and indifference reflected in his eyes. Clearly, he knew about the malfunctioning camera all along but chose not to explain earlier, seemingly stalling

in to move the mouse. "No worries, I'll just check the entrance and exit

grabbed the mouse, explaining, "Ms. Lloyd, I understand you're anxious to find someone, but our guests are very private individuals. Our restaurant has promised not to disclose their comings and goings. You're

shoved the mouse into his

her anger and asked politely, "Just one last question

did Mrs.

"Around nine."

fixed him with a

mistake, it was after

"Certain?"

"Absolutely," the manager nodded.

press further and left the surveillance room with

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