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."

the back of his chair and barked at

let our men break

their way to the Jovial Hotel,

our people."

"What did they say?"

are blocking the entrance. They can't get

have a

"Boss..."

have to

out of this safe

"Yes, boss."

Cathryn stood on the fifth-floor corridor, looking

banquet hall. But it had been

was as if Debra had vanished

frowned. Then her

with the voice of

"Miss Bernard, we found

at

the second-floor corridor."

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

were cleared out, Debra

and bring her to me. I'll deal

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