Chapter 1234: Chapter 1234: Scarlett is in Trouble Chapter 1234: Chapter 1234: Scarlett is in Trouble The 88th floor Presidential Suite of the most expensive Royal Luxury Sail Hotel in Country W was resplendently golden.
The man sitting on the sofa, his head down, focused on the information his subordinates had gathered, had long eyelashes that cast a soft shadow under the light. His profile resembled that of an angel who had descended to earth, sharing a likeness with Country W’s revered Princess Consort Willie—but his features were more pronounced and the mixed-race appearance more distinct.
The two n standing in front of him held their breath, not daring to move as they watched him intently.
Finally, the man who had been carefully reading the docunts lifted his head, his rose-colored lips pressed tightly together, and he stood up, “Get ready, I’m going out!”
“Young Master Lyle…?” one of the subordinates quickly looked up, his eyes filled with shock.
He had thought that after Young Master Lyle had gone through the truth they had uncovered, he would take Ms. Goldsmith’s advice and stay out of the muddy waters. To their surprise, Young Master Lyle still intended to leave.
This…
If the Princess Consort knew, she would certainly not let them off easily.
He braced himself and tried to persuade, “Young Master Lyle, this matter involves Princess Scarlett. Don’t you want to talk to the Princess Consort… tell the Princess Consort? Regarding the Princess Consort’s side…”
Lyle Westbrook just gave him a faint glance, and he could not continue talking, slowly lowering his head.
“Go and prepare!”
It was rely three simple words, even the tone of his voice wasn’t much different from usual, but they carried an invisible pressure that weighed on the n’s hearts. They dared not waste more words and began to prepare according to Lyle Westbrook’s requests.
Ten minutes later.
Several black Land Rovers left the Sail Hotel, heading toward the direction of the abandoned factory tracked by the license plate.
Lyle Westbrook sat in the back seat, seemingly fidgeting with sothing, his expression indecipherable. But the driver and bodyguard driving did not dare to be the slightest bit negligent; they knew what Lyle Westbrook was playing with in his hand—a beautifully crafted silver knife!
Usually, when Young Master Lyle was in a bad mood or soone was about to et a misfortune, he would be seen playing with this.
The last ti he had seen Young Master Lyle playing with it was in Country T, and in the blink of an eye, soone who had defected to the Young Master had been ‘taken care of.’ Imdiately incapacitated and drenched in blood, the man was dragged out with both hands ruined—the mory was still fresh in his mind.
This ti, he wondered who would be the unlucky one…
*
Inside the old factory.
Princess Scarlett was still unaware that she was about to face misfortune.
She watched with wide eyes as Enna Clark stripped off her clothes, watched as Enna left without looking back, and heard the sound of a car starting outside. Her teeth were almost crushed in frustration.
To make matters worse, her mouth was gagged with clothes, making it impossible for her to vent her fury.
She was furious and indignant.
After over half an hour, she started to slowly regain sensation in her hands and feet.
The two burly n recovered faster due to their better physical condition and larger size.
While she could only move her fingers, the two n were already able to shakily move their hands.
By the ti she could move her hands and feet, the two n had managed to crawl up from the ground, using their hands and knees.
They’d been left by Enna Clark in a torturous position, facing the wall.
After more than half an hour of nerve compression, their necks were extrely sore. As soon as they were able to move, the first thing they did was to work the stiffness out of their necks.
Just as Scarlett was frantically pulling the cloth from her mouth, before she could shout the words “don’t turn around,” the two n had already accidentally seen—
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