Chapter 7: Hunting for the Truth
At Ivory Heights,
Unbeknownst to Aveline, who braced herself for battle, another war had already begun in the shadows.
In a penthouse at Ivory height, within the dim glow of the study room, a man was seated in his armchair, his green eyes were dark with lethal intent, ready to befall the hell upon the person who disturbed his peace.
Alaric Lancaster.
The man who never let his peace be disturbed. Yet, someone had trampled over it.
...
A few hours ago, at Obsidian,
The moment Alaric heard Aveline Laurent, for the first time, enter the Obsidian in the middle of the night in her nightwear, he knew it wasn't out of pleasure, but something was very, very wrong.
His eyes remained on the surveillance screen the moment she stepped inside the clubhouse.
Her dishevelled hair, her urgency, the way she glanced around frantically, she was desperate and searching for someone.
Who?