Chapter 223

At the dinner party, even though Seraphina didn’t show much of a reaction, Keeley naturally spent the whole night by her side, and they were having a

blast

In the middle of the party, Seraphina took a call and decided to leave early.

Seeing her trying to leave, people came to say goodbye immediately surrounded her

Keeley was blocked outside the crowd, watching Seraphina’s polite smile with interest, his arms folded

Behind him, Mack quietly patted his shoulder

“You two looked pretty cozy tonight, Mack said. “What were you guys chatting about?”

Keeley gave him a side eye. We hit it off, so of course we had stuff to talk about”

Mack also looked at Seraphina in the crowd and said, “She’s quite a looker, but she’s already someone else’s wife”

“And what’s that got to do with anything? Keeley scoffed.

Tm just giving you a heads up. Her husband is Leandro Mack pointed out with his index finger. “He could squash you like a bug”

Keeley laughed it off, his eyes filled with contempt and indifference “Let him try then.”

With that, he brushed off Mack’s hand and turned to leave.

Mack watched his back, dusted off his hand, and squeezed into the crowd to bid Seraphina goodbye.

Once in the car, Seraphina took out her phone and got in touch with Terrell.

As soon as the call connected, Terrell asked, “What’s up?”

straight to the point. “Are you interested in collaborating on another case?”

there a fee?

it’s different, I can get you a fat

Terrell replied.

said “Including his personal information and social connections, the more

Keeley’s name and photo to Terrell,

give much thought to

clearly an attack on Leandro, and it was no secret that Leandro had made a lot of enemies over

out the kidnapping, at the Jones

any traceable clues, and the “accidents” that Patrick asked her to

evidence either.

cleaned up

could

Jones family. This guy

deep in thought, she heard the driver say, “Ma am, a motorcycle has been following

back to reality and

trailing behind them. The rider was dressed in

vibe

the driver,

the rearview mirror. “I can tell it’s a Ducati, but I don’t know the model. However, it looks like a high-end one, probably worth

an

a hundred grand?

normally. Stop at the entrance when we

continued to drive smoothly until they reached

the motorcycle followed and stopped

his helmet, placed it in front of him, and smiled at her.

Keeley, Indeed.

closer look at his

eyes twinkling with curiosity. “Yeah, so I came to say goodbye now… I also

glanced at the quiet Reynolds Manor, and

comes to things I’m interested

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