Chapter 673


    The manager of Tequ Sunset was contacted, and he scrambled to pull up the surveince 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?


    Tequ Sunset might require membership for entry, but they allowed all members to bring their male


    and femalepanions. Considering this ce 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 Tequ Sunset typically had strong anti–surveince


    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 particr interest in this.


    “Max, your coat, scarf, and cufflinks, all together, are worth what, a few million?” Jaired tried to reason.


    A cold glint passed through Max’s eyes as he insisted to the manager, “Find them.”


    The manager jumped, feeling as if a mountain was crushing down on his head, and quickly


    acknowledged the order. “Don’t worry, Max, we’ll notify all the staff right away.”


    Max’s eyshes fell. He was silent for a moment before he spoke in a hoarse whisper, “I don’t care


    about the rest. Get the scarf back to me.”


    The manager bowed even lower, assuming the scarf was studded with hundreds of diamonds or some


    other rare collectible. He wasted no time in alerting the staff to find it.


    Brielle’s suite was notified 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 themotion


    Tequ Sunset was making. This important guest must’ve been quite significant.


    Aubree still hadn’t returned/Brielle frowned and was about to call when Dustin stood up, taking a gift


    box from the side.


    “Bri, I’m stepping 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 offered.


    As the CEO of Infinity Brilliance, Dustin could wander around without raising suspicion of


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    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 afford to cross swords with Tequ


    Sunset just yet.


    Dustin grabbed the gift box, a cigarette between his fingers, and stepped out. He intended 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. Raising an eyebrow, he opened the door and walked


    in.


    The suite was dimly lit, and he heard the sound of sobbing.


    Dustin’s initial teasing words caught in his throat as he sat down beside her. “Hiding out here to lick


    your wounds? Or did you run into your heartbreaker and get wounded by a few harsh words?”


    He hit the nail on the head, noticing Aubree’s stiff, trembling posture. Dustin’s eyes narrowed, recalling


    Ricardo’s mention of a desensitization test. Was Aubree always this fearful of men?


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    When Andrew had pushed her towards him before, she had managed to kiss him withposure,


    hadn’t she? What on earth had happened in such a short time?


    “Bri’s worried about you. Let’s go back.”


    Aubree was barely able to stand, but then she saw a gift box ced before her. “Maybe a gift will cheer


    you up?”


    Aubree looked down, wiping the tears from her face, and rasped, “Thanks, Mr. Lynch, but you should


    take it back.”


    Dustin raised an eyebrow and opened the gift box. Inside was a giant diamond, just like the one he’d


    given to Brielle. He was honestly just tossing these things around like – ythings.


    “Seriously? Is there a woman out there who could refuse a diamond?” His words were genuine.


    Usually, such gifts brought joy, screams, and a night of passion with his


    Aubree broke intoughter at his words,but as sheughed, her face turned pale once more. The


    diamond was pristine and pure, and she felt undeserving.


    She thought someone like her was only fit to receive wildflowers as gifts.