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Chapter 1265
Chapter 1265
?Chapter 1265: 574 Ji Zhong_1 Chapter 1265: 574 Ji Zhong_1 Sadam Hayes received his assistant’s signal and pretended to be somewhat drunk.
With the help of his assistant, he withdrew from the scene.
“Did it attract anyone’s attention?”
“It was a heaven-sent opportunity.
She went to the garden to catch a breeze, which provided a great chance for our men to make a move.”
“Well then.” When he thought of Agave Rinto, Sadam Hayes still felt apprehensive.
“Keep an eye on that Rinto.
I will be back to settle this score sooner or later.”
“Mr.
Hayes, just bear with it a little longer.
...
If our plan is successful, not only Rinto, even Mr.
Hart will not be able to trouble you anymore.”
Sadam Hayes laughed greedily and eagerly pushed open the room door.
There was a sleeping young lady on the big bed.
Sadam Hayes rushed over, exclaiming: “Exquisite beauty…”.
He couldn’t resist reaching out, when suddenly a suppressed cough came from the side.
Sadam Hayes turned his head abruptly, nearly frightened, “What happened?”
Both of them were left with bruises on their faces and looked extremely distressed.
“We accidentally tripped.” When one of the men opened his mouth, he was missing a tooth, and his speech was a bit muffled.
“How could you be so careless?” Sadam Hayes scolded.
“Get out of my sight.”
The man who was missing a tooth hesitated for a moment, “Mr.
Hayes, take care.” His gaze towards Sadam Hayes was somewhat sympathetic.
“Nonsense, I can’t believe you tripped over when trying to take action, rubbish.”
Sadam Hayes stretched out his hand impatiently, ready to touch that face, when the assistant rushed in and shouted, “Mr.
Hayes, Mr.
Hart is here.”
The hand that Sadam Hayes extended stopped awkwardly in mid-air.
He frowned unhappily, asking, “Why so soon?”
Let him enjoy it first.
The assistant said: “Mr.
Hart wasn’t feeling well and left the party early.
We couldn’t disrupt the plan, so our arranged personnel brought him over.”
Sadam Hayes stared unwillingly at the face before him, watching the cooked duck fly away.
Who could bear it?
“Mr.
Hayes, it will be too late if we don’t hurry up.” The assistant urged anxiously from the doorway.
Sadam Hayes let out a heavy sigh and got up to leave the room.
Sadam Hayes had just left, and Digby Hart arrived immediately thereafter, walking into the room with the assistant’s support.
The assistant was a young woman, wearing a black professional dress, looking shrewd and capable.
“Mr.
Hart, your old stomach problem is acting up again, isn’t it?
Luckily, I have the medicine.” The assistant bent down to let Digby Hart lie on the sofa, conveniently revealing her cleavage.
Digby Hart rubbed his temple, his face showing a hint of pain.
The assistant poured a glass of warm water, looked up, and saw the woman lying on the big bed.
The assistant narrowed her eyes.
Unconsciously, the water spilled out of the glass and flowed onto the floor.
Quickly coming back to her senses, the assistant put down the pitcher.
After a moment of hesitation, she picked up the water glass and walked towards Digby Hart.
She crouched down, her voice seductive: “Mr.
Hart, drink some water and take your medicine.”
The man in front of her was the dream of many.
This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
She was a member of the secretariat.
She never got a significant role and could only do basic work like printing documents and answering calls.
She couldn’t get anywhere near Digby Hart.
Mr.
Hayes found her and gave her a sum of money.
At the party tonight, Mr.
Hayes would find an excuse to get rid of Lorcan Hart, who was always around Digby Hart.
She was to find a chance to bring Digby Hart to the lounge.
As long as she led him into this room, her mission would be accomplished.
Mr.
Hayes would not only give her a generous reward but also promise her a promotion.
She recognized the woman on the bed as Aubree Groove, Digby Hart’s foster sister.
With a man and a woman alone in a room, it was clear what the other party wanted to do.
At this moment, she felt a touch of resentment deep in her heart and wanted to take a gamble.
Without hesitating too long, she reached out to touch Digby Hart’s face.
This high and mighty man was finally within her reach.
Her heart beat wildly with excitement, nearly jumping out of her chest.
The next moment, however, her extended hand was caught by a large palm.
The man slowly opened his eyes and looked at her without expression.
The overwhelming pressure coming from him made her scalp tingle instantly.
“Mr…
Mr.
Hart…”
Digby Hart slowly sat up, his voice hoarse: “What are you trying to do?”
The assistant stammered: “I saw that you…
your stomach was uncomfortable, Mr.
Hart.
I know some massage techniques.
I was just about to give you a massage, it might make you feel better…”
Digby Hart’s gaze was deep.
He let go of her hand, and the assistant fell clumsily to the ground, hastily scrambling to her feet.
“What can be said and what can’t be said, I don’t need to teach you that, do I?” Digby Hart said coldly.