Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 673

The manager of Tequila Sunset was contacted, and he scrambled to pull up the surveillance footage. However, there were no cameras inside the private suites, so all they could see was a shadowy figure entering a suite and leaving with a bag in hand.

The manager felt a chill run down his spine and cursed under his breath. How could this slick thief steal from three VIPS in one go?

Tequila Sunset might require membership for entry, but they allowed all members to bring their male and female companions. Considering this place was a veritable gold mine, it’s no surprise it’s caught the eye of top–level thieves in the past. Loss is not a new concept here. But losing clothes? That’s unheard of. And to top it off, we’re not talking about any average clothing item, we’re talking about a tiny, hand–knitted scarf.

Jaired was almost ready to write it off as bad luck, but Max’s icy voice came through, “Find them.” That meant they were going to chase this down to the end.

Jaired was puzzled. Thieves bold enough to target Tequila Sunset typically had strong anti–surveillance skills. If something were lost, the lounge would usually reimburse the original price, and no one would bother pursuing the matter, but Max seemed to take a particular interest in this.

“Max, your coat, scarf, and cufflinks, all together, are worth what, a few million?” Jaired tried to reason.

A cold glint passed through Max’s eyes as he insisted to the manager, “Find them.”

The manager jumped, feeling as if a mountain was crushing down on his head, and quickly acknowledged the order. “Don’t worry, Max, we’ll notify all the staff right away.”

fell. He was silent for a moment before he spoke in a hoarse whisper, “I don’t care about the rest. Get the scarf

with hundreds of diamonds or some other rare collectible. He wasted no time in alerting the staff to find it.

an important guest had lost a valuable collectible. They were asked to remain in their rooms to avoid any misunderstanding. Brielle’s eyebrow arched at the commotion Tequila

call when Dustin stood up, taking a gift box from

I’m stepping out for a smoke, and while I’m at it, I’ll bring your friend

of Infinity Brilliance, Dustin could wander around without raising

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since the missing item was a top–tier collectible,

cigarette between his fingers, and stepped out. He intended to find a smoking area, but as he passed by the suite at the end of the hallway, he spied through the small window in the

suite was dimly lit, and he heard

caught in his throat as he sat down beside her. “Hiding out here to lick

Dustin’s eyes narrowed, recalling Ricardo’s mention of a desensitization test. Was Aubree always this

towards him before, she had managed to kiss him with composure, hadn’t she? What on earth had