Chapter 1909


    She was hell-bent on uncovering what Lynn was up to here!


    This was Evelyn''s problem, and of course, Estelle had no business meddling.


    Not to mention Evelyn''s connection to the master as his granddaughter wasn''t confirmed, even if it


    was, Estelle had no right to make decisions for her.


    Estelle nodded, "It''s your call to make, but just so you know, this ce can be pretty dicey. I figure you


    got a taste of thatst night."


    Evelyn insisted, "I''ll figure out a way to look after myself."


    Lambert let out a snort. He looked up to see Evelyn frowning at him and quickly shed a grin, "Miss,


    don''t get it twisted. I''m notughing at you. I just felt likeughing, that''s all."


    Evelyn was a bit flustered.


    Estelle shot Lambert a nce, "You give her a hand!"


    Lambert raised an eyebrow, "What''s in it for me?"


    Estelle''s voice was crisp, "Your bodyguard fee is shed by half."


    Lambert looked at Estelle in surprise, slightly puzzled. Was she just being charitable to this youngdy,


    or was there some special reason behind it?


    As for that talk of fate, he didn''t buy it for a second!


    He nodded agreeably, "Sure, I''ll have someone take her to the bar. She''ll at least be a bit safer this


    way."


    "Thank you!" Evelyn promptly said, her tone genuine, "And thanks forst night!"


    "Don''t thank me, thank her!" Lambert said with a chuckle, giving Estelle a yful look.


    After breakfast, Lambert arranged for Evelyn to be dropped off at the bar. Evelyn said her goodbyes to


    Estelle, "I reckon we all have our reasons for winding up here. I believe you and Mr. Brennan are good


    folks. If you ever need me, just holler!"


    Estelle replied, "Sure thing, and if you need anything, feel free toe to me."


    "Goodbye!" Evelyn said, pursing her lips and waving to Estelle.


    Once Evelyn had left in the car, Lambert’s teasing voice sounded behind Estelle, "What a na?ve girl!"


    Estelle turned around to see Lambert leaning casually against the door, his grey shirt and ck vest


    entuating his chiseled features. Even in such aid-back posture, he exuded an aristocratic charm.


    Estelle asked, "What''s on the agenda for today?"


    Lambert''s eyes held a deep warmth as he looked at her, smiling, "Go upstairs and change. Then you''re


    Estelle felt a shiver of anticipation and nodded, "Alright!"


    Estelle slipped into a floor-length gown and donned a matchingce hat, its veil casting a mysterious


    allure over her face. It was amon ensemble for the local girls, so when Estelle descended the


    stairs in her attire, nobody batted an eye.


    Only Lambert took a longer look at her.


    The car was waiting outside, and Lambert, ever the gentleman, opened the door for her before getting


    in on the other side.


    Zion by day regained its austere and solemn air.


    The car rolled down the cobblestone streets, across the sprawlingwns, and stopped outside an


    European-style castle next to the research facility.


    Guards in military boots and white gloves came to open the doors for them.


    Standing outside the castle was Huff, the butler who had greeted them the day before. He exchanged


    pleasantries with both before leading them inside the castle.


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    Estelle eyed Huff''s silhouette – arge man with a portly stature, he looked like he can fight.


    Her gaze shifted from him as she surveyed the interior of the castle, its exterior aged with history but


    the inside modernized with contemporary decor and gadgets.


    Huff guided them onto an elevator that ascended to the seventh floor, through carpeted corridors, and


    stopped before a white arched door.


    He knocked and then announced respectfully, "Sir, Mr. Brennan has arrived!"


    "Let Mr. Brennan in," came a man''s voice.


    Estelle took a deep breath. She was about to meet the enigmatic Raiden. Who could it be?