Estelle ignored Lambert’s attempts to draw her into conversation, she just wanted to focus on the juicy steak in
front of her.
“Hey, come on, don’t give me the cold shoulder.” Lambert grumbled, his frustration evident as he watched
Estelle savor her meal.
Unperturbed by his complaints, Estelle continued to eat in earnest, letting his words wash over her like idle
chatter.
Once the plates were cleared, Estelle posed a nonchalant question, “So, people who research this kind of
energy must be pretty impressive, right?”
“Absolutely, they’re top-notch talent, world-class!” Lambert exclaimed with a hint of pride.
“Doesn’t that mean other countries would want to snag these people?” Estelle inquired, her curiosity piqued.

Lambert chuckled dismissively, “No one’s managed to poach anyone from Zion yet. Once they make their mark,
Raiden’s gonna load them up with enough money to last several lifetimes. Then they get a whole new identity
and live the high life for the rest of their days.”

it, that’s where the researchers live?” “Probably,” Lambert shrugged, “Heard the brains from Zion moved into the annex recently. Those villas are just left for family members now.” His eyes then narrowed on Estelle, “Why the sudden interest?” Estelle replied calmly, “I’m just fascinated by everything here.” His eyes twinkled with something unspoken, “Does that include me?” She shot him a glance, “I’m heading up to sleep. Don’t wander off. If anything happens to you

it’s not my problem.”
Lambert’s eyes widened in mock offense, “That’s irresponsible!”
He felt at a loss on all fronts—as a bodyguard not to watch over his own safety while sleeping, and as a date not
to share the bed with him!
Before he could protest, Estelle looked back with an air of defiance, “We didn’t sign any agreement. I can
change the terms of our arrangement anytime. Got a problem with that?”
“Yes!” Lambert shot back immediately.
“Suck it up!” Estelle retorted coolly and headed upstairs.
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