Master of his heart

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.

through Max’s eyes as he insisted to the manager,

and quickly acknowledged the

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

even lower, assuming the scarf was studded with hundreds of diamonds or some other rare

that 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

hadn’t returned/Brielle frowned and was about to call when Dustin stood up,

out for a smoke, and while I’m at it, I’ll bring your friend back. With your status, you should stay here with him,” Dustin

of being a thief, but Brielle’s status might not afford her the same luxury, especially since the missing item was a top–tier collectible, supposedly priceless. She couldn’t

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 door and saw Aubree sitting alone.