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In the living room, half a dozen women were lounging about, all dressed scantily for the warm climate. When Lambert walked in, they rose to their feet and swarmed around him.

Encircled by the group of women, Lambert turned to Sylvia with a perplexed look. “Ms. Beverly, what’s the meaning of this?”

Sylvia gave him a sly smile. “Knowing Mr. Brennan’s penchant for pretty ladies, this is a little welcome gift from Alvis. Enjoy!”

With a nod, Sylvia left the room, leaving Lambert somewhat stunned.

Lately, Lambert hadn’t taken much interest in female company and tried to make his exit, but the women were not having it.

“Mr. Brennan, don’t go!”

“We’ve been waiting for you!”

“We’ve heard about Mr. Brennan is blessed with unique… talents. Any chance we might witness that today?”

The six women came from a mix of ethnic backgrounds and spoke various languages, some in native English and some in broken Chinese, as they nudged Lambert toward the plush couch in the center of the room.

The couch was huge, swallowing Lambert as he sank into it. Before he could utter a word, one of the women boldly took a seat on his lap.

Sylvia had just returned to the banquet hall when she noticed Estelle looking around, seemingly in search of someone.

Sylvia asked with a warm

you seen him?” Estelle

was currently annoyed with him, she felt for the compel

two companions. They probably went to rest after a

brow raised in silent exasperation

“Thanks, I’ve got it!”

watched her with a gentle gaze. “You’re

Lambert wouldn’t be returning tonight, and worried that Jonathan might reveal their relationship in

and find her brother, thinking that Jonathan would undoubtedly try to haul her back. She shed her gown and mask, slipped back into her maid’s outfit, and

for entertainment for all of Zion. Estelle decided to stick to delivering midnight snacks as her means

that Zion had recently regrouped all researchers in an auxiliary building,

Raiden was aware of her search for Gab but not for the researcher—his scrutiny mattered less to her. She felt free to move about,

Estelle didn’t need to pose as the maid from the duty room anymore, as the kitchen staff had already accepted her as the new girl, specifically there to help

and, as soon as the meal cart was ready, she

reached the elevator with the cart, the elevator door slid open revealing Jonathan at the forefront,

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