Master of his heart

Chapter 679

Chapter 679

A scarf had led to an all–night manhunt, but the thief might as well have vanished into thin air. Despite turning every private lounge Inside out, there was no trace to be found. Moreover, there was a concurrent cyber attack on the surrounding security systems. This job was so slick it had to be the work of someone on the international most–wanted list.

The staff couldn’t fathom what was so special about Mr. Dorsey’s scarf that warranted such a massive uproar from the thieves. Could it possibly bear the secrets of Dorsey International’s business strategies?

Everyone was baffled and on edge.

Max had been sitting on that couch all night, his eyes now half–closed, his thoughts a mystery to all. The rest of the room remained silent, not daring to speak.

“Go on. Get out,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper, likely having given up on the scarf.

Those present felt a wave of relief wash over them as they shuffled out of the lounge, their bodies heavy with exhaustion.

stirred Jaired, who had been dozing off to the side. He stretched languidly and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. “Did you find

and yanked at the tie around his

“No.”

fully awake. “It’s just a scarf, right? Why all this fuss? You must’ve lost at least a hundred million just shooing away the guests last night. What kind of scarf costs that much? I heard the staff gossiping

a scarf. But he was just

scarf, having it cleaned and maintained daily, never expecting it to disappear after just a week of wear. His lips pressed into a thin line, but his expression softened slightly at the

dug a

of a hundred million, alienating numerous guests, and having the staff at Tequila Sunset scour the place

it just an ordinary scarf?

to direct his

one foolish move after another, and love was a folly chased by

Utterly pointless.

wasted night in the lounge. Kenzo was right to have left early. He was

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