With that, Quiet Forest sent the coordinates for The Peacock.
At that moment, Lucas was slightly irritated at how Ashlyn was engrossed with her phone.
What is she up to, typing so ferociously on the phone? Can't she see that I—a good-looking human being—am sitting right next to her? What is going on in the phone that's stealing her attention away?
Lucas pursed his thin lips into a straight line before breaking into a smirk. He looked at Ashlyn and spoke in a deep magnetic voice. “Honey, does it feel good to humiliate others?”
Ashlyn raised her head and glanced at the handsome man beside her. His suave-looking face was alluring.
In particular, his deep dark eyes were the most striking feature. As Ashlyn looked longer at his eyes, she could only see her reflections in his pupils.
For some reason, Ashlyn's heart skipped a beat. “Well, not too bad. But my main intention is to see what Dixon is really up to.”
She was still waiting for news from Luigi and the rest. Her men were now planted in various locations within the hotel. They had been instructed to look out for any suspicious characters and to report to her immediately if there were any.
Unknown to Ashlyn, Lucas had also arranged for his men to stand by at the hotel.
Dixon's every single action would be captured by all those pairs of watchful eyes.
Getting the opportunity to humiliate Mary and Penelope was a pure incidental coincidence.
Ashlyn had not expected that those two women would be present here. When she watched them flaunting their wealth earlier, she lamented that a leopard could never change its spots.
“Those two women are looking to collaborate with Haddock Group. It looks like Yates Group gave them a project to work on, but in reality, they don't have the authority to manage the project. I wonder what Dixon's trying to get from them.” Lucas frowned in contemplation. He was pretty sure Dixon would not get involved with Mary and Penelope without reason.
“I'm not sure either. Yates Group is a huge corporation with complex businesses. Unless, Dixon...” Ashlyn stopped halfway.
Lucas completed her sentence. “Unless, Dixon's target is Yates Group?”
Just then, all dishes, including a two-tier cake, were served.
The rest were happily mingling with one another, so nobody took notice of Lucas and Ashlyn conversing in soft voices.
“This is our conjecture at the moment,” Ashlyn answered flatly. “Old Mrs. Yates was the one who introduced us to Old Mr. Leno. I'm indebted to her for that. If Dixon's target is indeed Yates Group, I can't ignore it and do nothing.”
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