Three dayster, Ada Kingsley arrived in Sna City with her team of people.


    Unfortunately, Sean got wind from her manager that they had chosen to attend the Beckett Group’s


    weing party instead of theirs.


    When Sean furiously ran to share this news with Alyssa, she was in the midst of ying pool with


    Cyrus.


    “Ms. Alyssa!” Sean cried.


    “Shh! I’m about to win.” Alyssa hushed. This one strike would determine how luxurious a dinner she


    was going to have tonight.


    Sean had no choice but to fidget nervously while waiting for Alyssa’s game with her brother to end. He


    couldn’t interrupt her while she was so focused.


    The final two pool balls were knocked into each other and rolled slowly into adjacent pockets.


    “Yes!” Alyssa cried excitedly.


    Cyrus chuckled, entirely unbothered by the fact he had lost to her. “You’re getting really good at this.”


    Alyssa leaned against her cue stick, sticking her tongue out. “You were a good teacher, after all.”


    A shoulder strap on her wine-red spaghetti-strap dress had slipped while she was ying earlier. The


    sight made Sean swallow tensely, eyes flitting to and away from her shoulder.


    Cyrus noticed this and instantly approached Alyssa to tug the strap back in ce. “Careful. You have to


    watch out around outsiders.”


    He then shot Sean a dark look, culminating his years and years of experience as a police officer to


    be one of pure contempt and warning that was enough to make Sean look away, embarrassed.


    “I know, Cyrus. Sean isn’t just anyone. Plus, it’s not like anything was actually revealed. Don’t worry,”


    Alyssa said.


    Cyrus cocked an eyebrow, sessfully won over by her honey-sweet tone.


    “What is it, Sean?” Alyssa asked, finally turning to Sean. She sipped on a ss of red wine, leaning


    against


    the pool table.


    “Ms Alyssa, Ada Kingsley is attending the Berenike Hotel’s weing party. She has stood us up!”


    “Good.” Alyssa swallowed her wine.


    “Good? Jasper is about to flip our entire evening upside down. How is that good?” Sean cried.


    “Let me guess. The Berenike Hotel will flood the inte with posters and advertisements within the


    next three days, capitalizing on Ada’s arrival to lure customers and enhance its reputation.


    “This move will cement the Berenike Hotel’s position as one of Sna City’s top destinations for


    international celebrities and high-profile figures,” Alyssa said, swirling her wine.


    “That’s why this is a great loss KS World Hotel is suffering from!”


    “How boring,” Alyssa murmured. “I, on the other hand, like winning with all the odds against me. Now,


    that is exciting.”


    Sean swallowed nervously, finding her rmingly attractive as usual.


    Cyrus asked, “What devious n do you have in mind, little sister?”


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    Alyssa grinned. “Have the chefs start preparing dinner for the party, Sean.”


    “Dinner? But our guest of honor isn’t even going to be here. Why waste the time and ingredients?”


    Sean


    was sure they had lost to the Beckett Group by now.


    But Alyssa only responded slyly, “It’s not a waste yet. Tonight’s victor remains undecided.”


    Xavier was silently waiting outside KS World Hotel in a ck Porsche, ready to report any hint of


    activities on Alyssa’s end to Jasper. He nearly fell asleep when Sean finally exited the building, looking


    upset.


    Having suffered a lottely while serving his boss, Xavier felt quite relieved to see Sean just as mopey


    as he felt inside. It seemed like they had discovered that Ada wasn’t attending their party.


    “Yes!” Xavier cheered internally.


    A minute or soter, Alyssa came out to the hotel entrance.


    But who was that behind her?


    Xavier used his binocrs to get a good look. It was another man!


    “I know this really good Tenggrian ce.” Cyrus hooked an arm around his sister’s. “Let’s go.”


    “Really? I want fried pig’s brains, beetle grubs, and sheep’s intestines!” Alyssa smacked her lips.


    “Damn, when did your taste get so peculiar?”


    “One has to partake in the finer, stranger things in life, after all!”


    “Whatever you say. Drinks on me!” The siblings got into the car, chattering merrily.


    Xavier slowly put down the binocrs, trembling anxiously..


    He muttered to himself, “Shit!”


    He quickly snapped some pictures and then sent them to Jasper.


    “Bad news, Sir! Madam… Madam seems to have a new malepanion!”