Chapter 860

Lacey sighed. “Let’s just call the police and hope it works.”

So Mia proceeded to stealthily fish out her phone and give the police a call.

Upon hanging up, Zeke turned to Wolf’s Greed and said, “Come on, let’s head in.”

“We’ve only got ten minutes.”

Wolf’s Greed slapped his chest and guaranteed, “I can get it done in five.”

As he spoke, he whipped out his phone to start a countdown.

Harry was right. The inside of the Sky Ocean Banquet certainly was much grander than the outside.

A group of scantily clad women were gathered in the middle.

Dressed up to the nines and adorned with all kinds of designer accessories, many so-called ‘upper-

class’ men weaved through the crowd in search of someone who would catch their eye.

This closely resembled the selection of escorts at night clubs.

Only in this case, the escorts were slightly pricier.

It wasn’t long before Zeke and Wolf’s Greed spotted Lily.

Her looks were just slightly above average.

However, the seductive aura she had shrouded herself in certainly elevated her overall look.

At that moment, she happened to be engaged in a lively conversation with Harry. Now and again, she would do something flirtatious and send him into a fit of laughter.

Zeke chuckled. “Well, this certainly saves us a lot of time.”

Zeke and Wolf’s Greed then proceeded to approach both of them.

“Lily Rogers?” Wolf’s Greed asked coldly.

Turning around, Lily studied both men from head to toe before smiling alluringly. “Good morning, gentlemen. Both of you are...”

Both of them were relatively poorly-dressed and didn’t have any designer accessories on them.

However, the very fact that they had managed to come in here meant that they were no ordinary people.

Thus, Lily greeted them with a huge smile on her face.

“I heard you were once Frederick Walters’ mistress,” Zeke said, “And that he was the one who forced you to do so.”

Lily flashed an embarrassed smile. “That was a long time ago. No point in bringing it up now. But don’t worry, that good-for-nothing only did it with me once.”

The underlying message was, ‘My body’s relatively undefiled. Would either of you like a go?’

“Why should we not bring it up?” Zeke asked coldly, “Answer my question.”

The expression on Lily’s face hardened. It dawned on her that these two men who had just approached her were up to no good.

Drawing in a deep breath, she replied, “That’s right, Frederick was the one who forced me to be his mistress. He used to serve in the military. And he threatened to try me in the military court if I didn’t comply with his demands...”

Smack!

Zeke slapped her across her face without the slightest hesitation.

“What did you say? I didn’t catch that!”

The loud smack reverberated across the enormous hall, immediately attracting the attention of everyone else.

After realizing that Zeke had slapped Lily across the face, a commotion broke out within the crowd.

Do they not know who she is?

She’s a socialite who frequently mingles with the rich. She’s slept with countless big shots.

With a simple wave of her hand, she can send half of Atheville’s business sector into a frenzy. That’s how deep and widespread her connections go.

Yet, that man had just slapped Lily across the face in front of dozens of people. Does he have a death wish?

Cradling her cheek with her hands, she stared at Zeke in disbelief. “You... you dare hit me?”

Smack!

Zeke sent another slap across her face without the slightest hesitation. “That’s right, I do.”

“Now answer my question.”

Lily felt as though she was about to lose her mind.

She had always interacted with the higher classes of society. She had never been treated so harshly.

Her eyes began to redden. “You’re dead meat...”

Smack!

Zeke slapped her once again. “Answer my question.”

Ah!

Lily hastily cowered behind Harry and pleaded, “Mr. Lewis, you saw what they did. They’ve gone too far. You’ve got to help me. They hit your guest whilst on your turf. Is this not a sign of disrespect?”

The loud smack reverberated across the enormous hall, immediately attracting the attention of everyone else.