Chapter 667

Aubree’s face turned ashen in an instant. She hurriedly pushed open the doors of the private booth and made her way to the restroom in the hallway, where she leaned over the sink and began to vomit until her eyes reddened.

The guy hadn’t expected such a reaction and felt a flush of embarrassment that only subsided when Brielle produced a credit card as compensation, prompting the

disgruntled group to leave willingly.

The booth was thick with the scent of alcohol and perfume, yet Ricardo’s senses honed in on the faintest trace of blood amidst it all. He glanced toward Dustin, whose silhouette was obscured by the shadows, revealing only a hand clutching an unlit cigarette–a concession to the enclosed space and the presence of a lady.

Brielle made to stand and check on Aubree, but Ricardo held her back. “Ms. Haywood, let

her be for a moment.”

Aubree had braced herself for tonight’s ordeal yet still found herself overwhelmed. She’s probably feeling upset right now.

Brielle sat back down.

Children’s Home, having heard that Brielle had grown up there. Their investigation had led them only as far as that

years mingling in North American high society, rubbing shoulders with the offspring of the wealthy and influential and securing their top–tier status. Yet, their domestic influence paled in comparison to the

already partnered with the Clements family, but even they could only dig up leads

had ruled out the possibility

documentation. The new

also interested in Mark. Investigations into Mark painted him as an unremarkable retiree, divorced, and out of

amiss about Mark until the Clements family’s inquiry into his ex–wife hit a dead end. A divorce was one thing,

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had meticulously altered both Mark and his ex–wife’s

identities.

other than Brielle. Dustin couldn’t fathom the coincidence, even warming to

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