No Strings Attached

Leonora was a piece of work, but Robert was even more so.

Edwin clenched his fist slightly before continuing his inquiry. "Where's Robert now?"

"He's in the basement of the beauty salon that Leonora frequents. That place is the production base for the aphrodisiacs Clara was taking. I was an employee there, and Robert was the boss. I've seen them meet there before. This whole operation was Robert's idea. He promised me a ticket out of the country and a reunion with my son once it was all over."

Edwin's eyes darkened upon hearing this.

At first, when the investigation into the love potions began, it was believed to be a product of the foreign black market, something that would be easy to trace to a buyer. But after much ado, it was discovered that the drugs had quietly become popular domestically.

The source of the drugs was right here, under their noses.

glasses as he spoke in a cold, measured tone. "Knowing the risks and the number of people involved, you had to know that

winced from the pain of her wound before replying, "Robert said that once you caught me, given Mr. Hayes' temperament, you wouldn't hand me over to the police. He was sure I'd be locked up here in this basement. He claimed to know the place well and had a

wonder Nicole had refused to confess at first. She was waiting for her rescue. The basement was part of the old Hayes family estate, and Robert, the former butler, would certainly

eyes. It looked like he'd have to play along and put on a little

turned to his bodyguard, and instructed, "Spread the word that this lady is tough as nails. She's beaten half

and popped it into Nicole's

guards were left in the basement. The rest withdrew. They waited in the shadows for the big fish to

everything that had happened with lan. Upon hearing the details, lan suddenly

mansion was exceptionally quiet.

scavenger with a limp made his way along the road toward the mansion. Clad in tattered clothes