Chapter 1983


    The air outside was thick with the heat of excitement, yet the bar on the 22nd floor remained a glittering


    oasis of hedonistic indulgence.


    Lambert sat at the bar, having dialed Estelle''s number twice without sess. At this hour, she wasn''t


    tucked in her room asleep, nor was she sipping cocktails nearby. Where could she have wandered off


    to?


    Suddenly, Lambert realized how little he truly knew about Estelle.


    What was her background?


    Who was this brother she came to Citadel to find?


    He had never felt the need to pry before, but now, an intense curiosity took hold of him.


    He was drawn to mysterious women, but with Estelle, it was more than mere attraction—it was worry.


    And with it came an unsettling sense of restlessness he couldn''t shake.


    As he brooded over these thoughts, a curvaceous woman took the seat beside him. She tilted her head


    slightly, her voice oozing seduction, "Honey, could you buy me a drink?"


    Though her body was voluptuous, her face remained youthfully captivating. She batted her deep-set


    eyes at Lambert with evident interest.


    Annoyed and distracted, Lambert offered a half-smile, "Sorry, I''m waiting for someone!"


    Rejected, the woman was not easily deterred. She leaned closer to Lambert and brushed her leg


    against his, "Are you sure you''re not waiting for me?"


    His expression soured, ready to rebuff her, when a raucous voice called out from behind, "Kitty!"


    A burly, half-drunk man staggered over, his expression menacing as he fixed his gaze on Lambert,


    "You''re trying to steal Kitty from me?"


    With impatiencecing his voice, Lambert replied, "Not interested, pal. Take your girl and leave!"


    Kitty seemed eager to escape the man''spany. Instead of leaving, she pressed herself even tighter


    against Lambert, "I''m over you. Please have the decency to leave us alone!"


    "Kitty, you!" The man red coldly at her, his chest heaving with anger. Abruptly, he raised his arm,


    aiming a heavy fist at Lambert.


    Kitty screamed, retreating in fright.


    But the punch never connected. Just inches from Lambert''s handsome face, the assant''s wrist was


    seized in a firm grip.


    The brute paused, turning to face his captor.


    A delicate-featured girl stood before him, appearing pure and fragile, yet his wrist was immobilized in


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    her grasp.


    Her eyes turned icy as she flicked his hand away, her voice calm butmanding, "If you want to hit


    him, you''ll have to get through me first."


    Fuming, the man lunged again.


    Estelle''s leg shot out, her foot connecting sharply with his knee. Her movements were swift, cruel, and


    precise!


    The man copsed to the ground with a thud, clutching his knee and wailing in agony.


    Bystanders halted their revelry, crowding around to witness themotion.


    Lambert''s eyes sparkled with admiration as he watched Estelle, "Re, you''re absolutely badass!"


    Estelle shot him a look, "I''m keeping you safe. You handle the aftermath." Re?d at Dr?mа?оvеls


    The incident was a mere blip in the night, as everyone returned to their party.


    About ten minutester, a group surged forward, led by Zion''s head butler, Huff.