Chapter 321



Stepping out from the shadows wasn’t Kallie’s usual play. Kallie’s preference for secrecy was well-known among her staff, and this sudden change of tactic puzzled Davis. With a smile that was more strategy than warmth, Kallie responded, “This very client’s intentions are clear as daylight. Leaving this to be handled by proxy might only spiral into deeper chaos. Facing this head-on is unavoidable.”

Nodding, Davis conceded, turning to lead the way. As they prepared to step forward, a small, gentle force tugged at Kallie’s leg. Looking down, Kallie found Sophie, her eyes pools of worry and confusion.

“Stay,” Sophie’s simple plea echoed, her words few but heavy with emotion.

Kallie knelt down, her eyes meeting Sophie’s. “Sweetheart, mommy has to go and take care of something important, okay?”

Sophie shook her head and was determined to go with Kallie.

Davis tried to divert Sophie’s attention, his voice gentle. “Sophie, how about we head to the children’s playground instead?”

Yet, Sophie remained unshaken, shaking her head firmly before uttering, “Bad man! Bad man!”

Kallie couldn’t help but chuckle at her daughter’s earnestness. “Who taught you that, huh? We shouldn’t call someone a ‘bad man’ without knowing the whole story. But alright, you can come with me as long as you stay close and behave.”

Sophie nodded vigorously, her decision made.

Davis, however, expressed his concern, “Miss, I’m not sure it’s a good idea.”

Kallie’s response was reassuring as she scooped Sophie into her arms. “Don’t worry. If she’s anything like her mother, a bit of boldness is fine. I’m here to keep her safe.”

With Sophie securely in her arms, Kallie approached room No.1. Instead of barging in, she opted for a polite approach, tapping lightly on the door.

“Come in, please,” responded a clear, youthful voice from inside, inviting them to enter.

The timbre of his voice betrayed his youth—no more than a teenager by the sound of it.

Kallie’s brow furrowed in confusion. Was this client really that young?

Clutching Sophie close, Kallie ventured forward, her mind a whirlwind of doubt.

Upon entering, her eyes met those of the two men inside, one relatively younger.

Indeed, a teenager was there, but clearly in the company of another.

Also present was a man lounging on the sofa, exuding a powerful presence and an air of nobility. His posture was relaxed yet deliberate, legs crossed, hands resting gently on his abdomen. His face was a mystery, veiled behind a mask, leaving only his piercing eyes visible. Those eyes fixed on Kallie, and a shiver ran down her spine. It was as if he could see right through to her most guarded secrets with just a glance.

Kallie’s focus faltered momentarily, but she quickly regained her composure. Setting Sophie down, she addressed the room with a polite nod, “Good day. I’m the owner of this establishment. I understand there have been issues with a previous purchase here. I’d appreciate more details so we can resolve this matter.”

The man responded not with words, but a subtle flick of his fingers.

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