Chapter 1180

He paused momentarily before continuing, his gaze sharp. “Lamont is our accomplice. Do you think Mr. Clark, with his cruelty, would let him off the hook if he found out about the matter? If he ever finds out the truth, Lamont’s life will be just as miserable as ours.”

Baker’s expression turned calculating as he said, “This is where we hold the advantage. Tell him he can have the two million—but make it clear that this is the last time. If he pushes any further, you’ll take everything straight to Belinda, even if it means going down together. Lay out the risks and rewards for him, and let’s see what he chooses.”

Holley sat in silence for a moment, processing his words before she finally nodded, determination hardening in her eyes. “You’re right, Baker. I should have thought of that sooner.” Her confidence grew, and she nodded decisively. “Alright, I understand now. I’ll do that.”

Leaning back against the sofa, Baker narrowed his eyes slightly. “Lamont is more cunning than I expected. Not only did he figure out that the people hunting him down were connected to you, but he also has a hidden escape route in his bedroom closet. It leads straight outside.”

Holley’s eyes widened in surprise.

“So,” Baker added, his tone laced with warning, “when you negotiate with him, tread carefully.”

“Understood,” Holley replied, her expression serious.

The following day…

As Belinda finished work, Lucas arrived to pick her up.

“I’ve reserved a table for us at The Rooftop for dinner tonight,” Lucas said as he drove.

“Alright,” Belinda replied without hesitation, nodding in agreement.

However, upon their arrival at The Rooftop, Belinda was surprised to find that the enormous space was completely empty. The place was clearly decorated with great care.

As she settled at the table with the most breathtaking view, Belinda looked at Lucas, suspicion flickering in her gaze. “Okay, what’s going on? Why book the entire place just for dinner?”

Lucas merely smiled, offering no explanation.

His secrecy only fueled Belinda’s curiosity.

Then, as the appetizers were served, a server arrived with an enormous bouquet of roses, placing them delicately before Lucas.

Taking the bouquet in his hands, Lucas stood up without hesitation, walked over to Belinda, and in one fluid motion, dropped to one knee, extending the roses toward her.

Belinda’s breath hitched, and she instinctively reached out to pull him to his feet. “Lucas, what are you doing? Get up.”

Yet, Lucas remained still, gently stopping her from lifting him. His deep, husky voice resonated with emotion as he gazed up at her, his eyes reflecting nothing but sincerity. “Belinda, just listen to me first, alright?”

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