Kaleb curled his lips. He took a glance at the suitcase before saying with a smile, "Mr. Roberts, you and I are old friends. I trust you, of course."
He looked at me as he said that. It was just a glance, but I understood immediately.
Before we'd arrived, Tiago had asked me to be on a lookout for a chance to snatch the suitcase.
After a moment's hesitation, I stood up and stretched out my hand to grab it.
A large palm suddenly caught hold of my hand, as soon as I touched the case. My senses went a little haywire as I felt that familiar rush of warmth.
"What's the rush? Mr. Becker, you should also let us have a look, right?" Hendrix said, slightly loosening his grip on mine. It felt like he was gently holding my hand.
I was a little flustered. I tried to pull my hand back, but my efforts were futile.
Kaleb cocked his eyebrows with a smile. "Mr. Roberts, you're still as cautious as ever."
As he spoke, he raised a hand and pulled me back to my seat. In a blink of an eye, he suddenly pulled me into his arms, and kissed me.
I couldn't react at all. It was far too sudden.
He only released me a few seconds later, after I felt his body reacting to mine.
He was already holding the necklace in his hand. I came to my senses and looked at Hendrix instinctively.
His face had completely darkened, and the gloomy light above gave him a sense of hostility.
"Mr. Roberts, what kind of expression is that?" Kaleb said, "This necklace is too beautiful. I just wanted my lady companion to try it on. I don't mean anything else by it. I'll still give you whatever I owe."
As he spoke, he handed the necklace in his hand to Hendrix.
I frowned. Tiago had given me this necklace before I came. He had asked me to keep it well, and not to lose it.
So, Hendrix was here for this necklace?
Hendrix pursed his lips without saying anything. He simply shot an indifferent glance towards Evan.
Evan took the necklace from him and examined it carefully. Then, he looked at Hendrix and gave him a nod.
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