Chapter 1149: Chapter 1149

Chapter 1149:

Melany exhaled sharply, a sigh of relief.

“‘Of course. I won’t trouble you again,’” she replied, clutching her glass like a lifeline.

Originally, Melany had planned to observe the drug’s effects unfold, but to her surprise, Allison stood up to leave.

“‘Wait!’” Melany’s voice faltered.

Allison turned, her eyebrow arched in mock curiosity.

“‘What now, Miss Johnson? Planning to latch onto me once more?’”

“No.”

The sharpness of Allison’s words froze Melany in place.

She forced a smile, stiff and unnatural.

“‘Ms. Clarke, I just want to remind you — the banquet is full of eyes tonight. You should watch your step.’”

“‘Thanks for the advice,’” Allison shot back, her tone as dry as desert air. “‘But I’d say the same to you.’”

Melany was left speechless.

She thought that she understood, but the meaning of Allison’s words danced just out of her reach. Another veiled threat, perhaps?

But Melany had neither the strength nor the courage to challenge Allison, so she could only watch helplessly as Allison walked away from her.

As soon as Allison disappeared from view, Melany pulled out her phone, her fingers trembling as she typed a message to Hoyt.

“‘She’s had the wine and just left the hall. Get someone on her tail.’”

Hoyt responded swiftly, his words clipped and efficient.

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“‘Got it.’”

His gaze darkened as he gave orders to his men.

“‘Stay on Allison. Don’t lose her.’”

Hoyt’s eyes flicked over to the private lounge reserved for Fabian, a quiet corner where attention rarely lingered.

If things were to go awry there, it was unlikely anyone would be the wiser.

And if chaos ensued? It was the perfect place for it to unfold.

After all, Fabian would be furious if things went as smoothly as they planned.

“‘If you see Allison stumbling, get in touch with the short waiter. He’s one of us. He’ll make sure she’s escorted to the lounge.’”

“‘Yes, sir.’”

At that moment, Hoyt ensured that his hands remained clean. He wouldn’t need to be directly involved, which gave him the perfect cover.

And even if the situation came to light, he’d have no reason to answer for it.

He was waiting to see if Kellan would lose his composure when his beloved woman was intimate with another man.

Allison strolled slowly down the clubhouse’s lengthy hallway.

The hallway stretched ahead, straight and unbroken, so just after taking a few steps, she could easily tell that someone was behind her. Now and then, she stopped for a moment. She could make out bits of a hushed conversation between the two men trailing her.

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