Chapter 1172



Baker clenched his fists. “It doesn’t make any sense! Tell me, how could a man simply vanish without a trace like that?” Holley’s expression darkened as a sense of unease gripped her.

Baker and his people had believed they could permanently eliminate Lamont, but to their surprise, he had slipped away undetected.

Once her nerves settled, Holley said, “It seems Lamont must have picked up on some hint of danger and made preparations ahead of time. Yet, he obviously didn’t exit the house. So, what trick did he use to flee? Might there be a concealed nook or a hidden tunnel somewhere in his place?”

Baker’s face brightened at her words. “You are right! I’ll send my team to scour Lamont’s place immediately to check for any secret exits or similar setups.”

“Alright,” Holley replied with a grave nod, her demeanor tense.

After a pause, she continued, “But if Lamont got away because he pieced things together, we’re totally exposed now. He’s bound to link those people back to me. And if he does…”

She swallowed hard, her voice trembling. “What if he runs to Belinda and spills the beans about the matter of hormones? What’s our next move then?”

“Stay calm,” Baker said soothingly.

He inhaled deeply before adding, “Things haven’t gotten to the worst point yet. Fortunately, my men were in disguise. Even if Lamont sensed something, he’d likely assume they were just the thugs he had crossed paths with before, not us.”

“That’s a relief.” Holley exhaled, visibly relieved.

“My men will keep searching for Lamont,” Baker assured her, his tone resolute.

“Okay.” Holley nodded, though her spirits remained low. Lamont loomed like an unpredictable threat, and she couldn’t shake the dread that he would do something soon.

Later that evening, Belinda, Lucas, Johnson, and Bethany headed to the Dream Club. Naturally, Darren and Vincent tagged along. This time, though, Ryan wasn’t invited. Given his ties to Verena, there were matters best kept from him. Belinda recounted the earlier drama—how Holley and Sarai had conspired together against Lucas and her.

The group listened, stunned, their jaws dropping in disbelief.

Bethany said, “Sarai? Wasn’t she your childhood friend who was later adopted by your grandmother? You two were close like sisters before.”

Belinda gave a bitter smile. “Yeah, that’s her. But she teamed up with my own mother to stab Lucas and me in the back.”

“Who’d have guessed she had her sights on Lucas?” Johnson said, equally floored.

“Your mother’s actions are getting more and more outrageous!” Darren growled, his face darkening as he clenched his jaw.

After a pause, he added, “What kind of woman schemes with strangers against her own daughter? Are you sure she’s really your mother, Belinda?”

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