Chapter 1942


    Lambert approached Alvis with Estelle''s wrist in his grasp, introducing himself with a warm grin, "I’m


    Lambert Brennan, a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Alvis!"


    The man behind the golden fox mask nced at their interlocked hands, his eyes cooling for a moment


    as he fixed his gaze on Lambert. "The pleasure is mine," he said in a voice deep and misty, like a


    whisper of fog over a chillyke. It was enigmatic, emotionless, yet somehow conveyed a hint of


    displeasure.


    Only when Alvis''s scrutinizing eyes shifted toward her did Estelle realize she was still being held by


    Lambert. She quickly pulled away, standing straight as an arrow.


    She was as nervous as a kid caught with their hand in the cookie jar!


    After introductions were made, the group, including Alvis and hispanion, made their way into the


    grand Zion estate.


    Raiden had arranged avish dinner in the banquet hall, and once inside the castle, everyone got into


    cars and headed for the hall.


    Estelle and Lambert shared a ride, and as soon as they were seated, Lambert mused with a sly


    chuckle, "Didn''t expect Alvis to be so young, and fit too. Makes me wonder, is he as handsome as


    me?"


    Estelle wasn''t in the mood for small talk. She stared out the window, her mind in turmoil.


    Jonathan was Alvis? The revtion was shocking, almost inconceivable!


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    She had only known him by his mercenary moniker.


    The look Jonathan had given her was a mix of stern anger and reassurance, but notably devoid of


    surprise. Did he know she would be here? Was he looking for her?


    The woman at his side seemed familiar, but Estelle couldn''t quite ce her.


    "What''s on your mind?" Lambert asked with a hint of surprise, "Don''t worry, Alvis is nothing like Raiden.


    I''ll keep you safe."


    Estelle turned to him, "What''s Alvis doing here?"


    "He seems interested in the new energy project too."


    She nodded. She had suspected Alvis hade for some cutting-edge weaponry, but now that Alvis


    turned out to be Jonathan, everything she had thought had to be reevaluated.


    Lambert frowned slightly, "Did you notice Alvis kept looking our way? I think he was checking me out.


    Could he be gay? Maybe my mask gave him the wrong idea. I need to be careful. It''s such a hassle


    being this attractive!"


    Estelle stared at Lambert, thinking he was joking until she saw his serious expression. Her face


    contorted withplexity.


    The cars came to a stop, and Alvis stepped out, ncing back in Lambert''s direction.


    "See? Is he looking at me again?" Lambert whispered to Estelle.


    She turned her head away, silent.


    Alvis waited for Lambert and Estelle to catch up before he continued toward the entrance.


    Her mission had made no progress.


    Neither had the search for her brother.


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    Maybe she should just keep pretending they were strangers. Would that drive him mad?


    Estelle looked down, feeling for the first time the weight of her task.


    She let out a subtle sigh. For now, she would have to act as if he were a stranger.