Back to the Past Breaking the Love Spell (Carlisle Zahn) novel Chapter 329

"Alex? Yeah, I know him. He's pretty close with Ruby."

Kelvin's eyes lit up, feeling a bit conflicted.

Landon laughed heartily.

"Exactly. The Gust family's princess is under Alex's protection."

Kelvin's mood lifted, and he raised his glass.

"Here's to you, Landon. Drink up tonight. I'll get you a woman later…"

Landon was touched. He thought this friendship was definitely worth it.

The two clinked glasses and drank together.

Landon soon became quite drunk and was eager for Kelvin to fulfill his promise.

Determined to secure an ally, Kelvin took Landon to a nearby hotel.

They stumbled into a room with arms around each other.

Once they got to the hotel and Kelvin dumped Landon on the bed, Landon's PHS phone fell out of his pocket onto the floor.

Kelvin was also quite drunk.

He picked up the phone, intending to place it on the bed.

Suddenly, a text message came through.

"Go to Trodie Town and keep an eye on the Shein family."

Kelvin sobered up a bit at the mention of the Shein family.

"Kelvin…" Landon suddenly muttered.

Kelvin froze, looking at Landon.

Seeing that Landon still had his eyes closed, Kelvin carefully placed the phone on the bed.

"Hurry up and get me a woman…

"I want a young one—preferably a college girl!" Landon mumbled, his speech slurred.

Kelvin grinned.

"Sure thing, Landon. I'll call the front desk right away."

Many hotels would allow guests to request prostitution services directly from the front desk in that day and age.

Kelvin was contacting the front desk when Landon's phone suddenly rang irritably.

Landon, still half-conscious, reached into his pocket for his phone. But he couldn't find it in either pocket.

Too lazy to open his eyes, he asked, "Kelvin, help me find my phone."

Just as Kelvin was connecting to the front desk, he heard Landon's request. He hung up and went to the bed to hand Landon his phone.

"Hello…"

Landon held the phone to his ear but didn't press the answer button. The ringing continued.

"Landon, take it slow," Kelvin said, stepping forward to support him.

He placed one of Landon's arms over his shoulder and smiled.

"What's the rush? It's almost 10:00 pm."

"Don't ask too much," Landon replied, still fully drunk but aware of the severity of the situation.

"Landon, you're in no shape to be out like this. How about I accompany you?" Kelvin suggested.

"No. This matter is extremely important, and outsiders can't get involved," Landon insisted.

"Okay then. I'll help you hail a taxi," Kelvin offered.

Kelvin assisted Landon to the roadside and flagged down a taxi. But Landon shook his head.

"No, I can't take a taxi."

The person they were surveilling this time wasn't just anyone—it was Shein, a well-known entrepreneur in Riverland.

Landon's boss definitely had plans regarding Shein. If something happened to Shein and the police traced it back to a taxi, he couldn't escape.

Realizing this, Landon dialed Alex's number on his phone.

"Why are you calling me at this hour, Landon?" Alex answered.

"Alex, can you arrange a car for me?" Landon requested.

"Where are you?"