Chapter 229: Gathering for Gambling?

Preston Vance adjusted his glasses and asked calmly, "Are we sure it’s a good idea not to let them up?"

Iris Yates said, "If they come up, then *we’re* the ones who will have a problem."

Preston Vance couldn’t help but laugh.

But he added, "I haven’t had many dealings with Mr. Grant, but... he strikes me as obsessive. He won’t give up on anything easily."

As he said this, he shot Chloe Reed a meaningful glance.

Chloe Reed’s brows furrowed slightly, a wave of annoyance washing over her.

’That’s Walker Grant for you.’

’If I don’t let him up today, he’ll just find some other way to get in.’

She sighed.

"Let’s eat first," Chloe Reed said. "We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it."

Preston Vance didn’t say anything more.

He didn’t meddle in her affairs, maintaining a perfect, respectful distance.

pot meat

beer, and a pleasant warmth spread

good moment

a knock on her

"Police! Official business!"

called from outside

Everyone froze.

flew wide in disbelief. "Police?

She got up,

police officers stood in the doorway, their expressions

to come in and search." One of the officers presented his

Reed’s headache

They searched the apartment high

even a

They exchanged a glance.

"My mistake, my mistake!"

it was my mistake! Not this address, it’s another one. Officers, I’m

profusely and then

displeased. "This time, you’re coming with us. If this address is wrong too, you’re

I’ll

heard you moved, so I brought you a few small gifts. Hope you don’t

that, he left with

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