Lambert’s face shifted swiftly, his eyes betraying a flicker of alarm. “You know about it?”
“Every detail!” came the retort.
Indeed, Lambert had probed into Stella’s death, but her demise had been shrouded in secrecy within their inner
circle, and he wasn’t exactly a regular in the mercenary haunts.
After Stella passed away, it was as though she had been erased from existence, leaving no trace behind.
Despite his efforts, Lambert had come up empty-handed.
Years had passed, yet the mystery around her death remained an unresolved knot in his heart.
It seemed Raiden not only understood the events of the past but had also managed to dig up a thorough dossier

on him.
Lambert squinted at Raiden, suddenly realizing that this man was indeed formidable.
When Lambert returned to the villa, Estelle was still awake.

I was coming back and decided to wait for me?” “I was thirsty!” Estelle uttered simply, heading to the kitchen. She grabbed a bottle of ice-cold water and offered it to Lambert, “Want some?” Lambert shook his head, “I’m good,

“Then get some sleep early!” Estelle replied, taking her water upstairs.
“Hey!” Lambert called after her with a helpless chuckle, “I say I’m not feeling well, and you don’t even care?”
Estelle glanced back at him, “I’m responsible for your personal safety. A stomach-ache won’t kill you; it’s not
within my job description!”
Lambert was speechless.
As Estelle’s figure disappeared around the corner of the staircase, he quirked an eyebrow. Such a heartless yet
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