In the restaurant's private room, Drake glanced at his watch. It was already 9:15.

Over an hour had passed, and he still had no idea what was going on at the party.

"Mr. Lowe, with Mrs. Houston's and your support, Ivan will have a bright future.

Let me offer you another toast," Grover said enthusiastically.

Drake only found him loquacious.

Suddenly, his phone rang. He looked down and saw a number flashing on the

screen. The contact was not saved, but he knew the number all too well.

As soon as he answered the call, Marion's anxious voice came through.

"The party is a trap. Get your people inside now."

"What?"

The air around Drake instantly turned cold.

Grover noticed the change in his expression and asked, "Mr. Lowe, what's going

on?"

Drake abruptly grabbed him by the neck, seething. "You old fool, how dare you

to

her."

back of his chair and

our men

to the Jovial Hotel, Kale reported, "Boss, we've

our people."

"What did they say?"

men are blocking the entrance. They can't

have a death

"Boss..."

move. Hit hard. Even if we have to burn the Jovial

out of this safe and

"Yes, boss."

Hotel, Cathryn stood on the fifth-floor

been

Debra

frowned. Then her

the voice of one

"Miss Bernard,

white gown at

the second-floor corridor."

was surprised by the news, but it didn't matter. Once all

out, Debra wouldn't

her to me. I'll deal with her

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