Watching Lambert disappear through the door, Estelle turned and made her way to the café.
She ordered a cup of coffee and a slice of chocolate cake. She was halfway through her coffee when suddenly,
her phone buzzed. It was Lambert.
She picked up with a casual, “Hello?”
“Rella!” Lambert’s voice was edged with urgency, “The deal fell through—”
His voice cut off abruptly, followed by a dead tone.
Estelle shot up from her seat and bolted out of the café, sprinting towards the meeting room.
The security guard at the entrance tried to stop her, but she grabbed his collar and slammed his head against
the solid walnut door.
She’d been inside before and knew the layout well. She raced up to the seventh floor, didn’t bother knocking,
and kicked the door in to find Lambert tied to a chair, his eyes wide with shock at the sight of her.

With a loud bang, the door swung shut behind her, and five burly men charged at Estelle.

leverage, she sprang up and landed a punch right on another man’s throat. Her movements were swift and fierce, and within moments, two men lay crumpled at her feet. The remaining three lunged again. Estelle’s hand flashed with the glint of a dagger, which she drove deep into a man’s forearm, twisting it around the bone, eliciting a piercing scream. She kicked

Her guard had been down around him, because to her, he wasn’t just Lambert—he was a part of her past, a
memory she couldn’t shake.
She didn’t have time for hate or regret. Her body swayed, and she fell to the floor.
The door opened, and people in white hazmat suits rushed in, placing Estelle on a stretcher and whisking her
away.
Lambert felt a pang of foreboding and followed instinctively.
“Mr. Brennan!” A bookshelf parted to reveal Raiden, masked and stern. “Your task is complete, and quite
successfully. We’re ready to sign the contract.”
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