"This is Althaven, a private club that has erged in Zylos in recent years. It’s rumored to have a special background, and ordinary people can’t get in." Carlos looked at the tightly closed door of the club, his brows slightly furrowed. "How did Liliana Manor manage to co here alone?"
Carlos was about to contact Faye Manor, but upon checking, his phone had no signal; evidently, the signal was being blocked.
"It’s all my fault... all my fault!"
Maria Carter’s voice trembled with urgency, and she spoke sowhat incoherently, "Liliana ca here to stand up for ! She called before getting out of the car, saying that Alia Willow and her agent were with her, claiming they were going to introduce her to so big nas in the film industry who could help pave her way in the circle..."
As she spoke, she clenched her fists tightly, her tone filled with regret: "Earlier, my studio had issues, and I had a major falling out with Alia Willow. Later, I heard that she spent a lot of money to suppress the negative news from back then. Liliana knew I was wronged and always wanted to find a chance to help get back at them."
Emily Parker rembered that Liliana Manor had beco a sowhat famous supermodel during her university days due to her exceptional qualities.
In the past two years, she wanted to transition into the film industry and happened to be in the sa entertainnt company as Alia Willow. Tonight, facing this social obligation, Liliana couldn’t resist wanting to stand up for Maria Carter and thus agreed. However, she hadn’t anticipated that midway through, after drinking the water handed to her by Alia Willow’s agent, she quickly felt sothing was wrong.
Realizing the situation was amiss, she took advantage of their negligence and hurriedly called Maria Carter for help.
Emily Parker also furrowed her brows. If it were soone else, she might hesitate for a mont, but considering Liliana Manor was her student, and they’ve collaborated several tis, she couldn’t just stand by and do nothing given her innocent nature in such circumstances.
As they reached the entrance, they were stopped by two security guards in black uniforms.
The guards scanned Maria and Emily sharply, finally settling their gaze on Carlos behind them. Their tone was icily indifferent: "Sorry, the club doesn’t allow non-invited guests to enter."
Carlos’s face darkened, just about to reveal his identity when Emily gently tugged at his wrist.
He paused for a mont, turning to look at Emily, seeing her signaling him to stay calm, he suppressively swallowed the words that were about to escape his mouth and silently closed it.
Emily knew very well that even if they forced their way in through Carlos’s status, this place was so large, there might even be secret rooms. Finding soone here would be like looking for a needle in a haystack, making it difficult to quickly locate Liliana Manor.
This way, they might instead alert the enemy, putting them on guard, thus making it even harder to rescue Liliana Manor later.
"We’re here invited by a friend, Diva Willow, you should know her, right?"
Emily stepped forward, her spine straightened, her tone turned instantly detached yet dignified, her eyes carried a sense of condescending composure as if she were an actual esteed guest attending the event.
Saying this, she turned to Carlos, her tone purposely laced with cold indifference as though dismissing an insignificant person, "You go back first, we’ll call you to pick us up once we’re done."
Carlos was stunned for a second, then realized Emily’s intention; she was deliberately posing as "just a bodyguard" to lower the guards’ defenses and, once he "leaves," find an opportunity to bring Maria Carter inside to find Liliana Manor.
Carlos’s heart instantly tightened; she was clearly planning to infiltrate as a "noble guest’s companion"!
But the background of Althaven was complex, with the people responsible for targeting Liliana still inside, letting Emily and Maria venture in alone was far too risky!
He opened his mouth, wanting to propose anything, even to have him join them inside, but seeing Emily like she anticipated his thoughts, she tugged Maria Carter’s wrist silently without pause toward the club’s interior.
The two security guards at the door, having witnessed many beauties entering and exiting, swept their eyes over Emily and Maria.
One exuded a cool, naturally noble aura; the other was bright and capable, clearly of a distinguished background. Their outstanding appearances indeed resembled that of companions brought by tonight’s guests, dissipating most of their previous wariness, and they no longer obstructed, motioning them to enter.
Carlos watched as their figures disappeared behind the club doors. He didn’t really leave but instead quickly circled to the side of the club, his eyes fixated on the walls and windows, pondering how to sneak inside to ensure their safety.
Carlos swiftly moved along the club’s outer wall, his gaze constantly scanning the surveillance caras on the walls. He soon found a surveillance blind spot at the corner of the side building, shielded by an air-conditioning unit.
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