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Chapter 394:
At Hiram’s indication, Amelia’s eyes landed on a weathered iron gate that had clearly seen better days. She was about to ask whether they were in the right place, but just then, the hinges groaned as the gate swung open, stopping her.
Having learned of Wyatt’s arrival, Darrion emerged with a small group of bodyguards, his manner marked by practiced humility. “Mr. Stewart, Mr. Figueroa has prepared coffee for you. Please step inside p>
Wyatt slipped an arm around Amelia’s waist as the two of them walked past the threshold.
Inside, Amelia found herself in an exclusive underground establishment, lavishly decorated and far different from the modest exterior. Before long, the clatter of rolling dice reached her ears, mingled with the occasional sharp curses.
Darrion guided them toward a room before exiting. Hiram and Barrie stayed behind at the entrance.
Behind a polished counter, Elmore was midway through brewing coffee when he looked up with a genial smile. “Mr. Stewart, having you here is an honor. I p>
The sight of Amelia beside Wyatt brought a sudden change to his face, the rest of his words dying in his throat. Although he recovered quickly, Wyatt had already caught that brief flicker of unease in his expression.
𝖶𝘦 𝗎pd𝗮𝘁е 𝗲𝗏𝗲𝗋y 𝗐𝗲𝖾𝗸 𝗼𝘯
As Wyatt and Elmore spoke, Elmore’s eyes drifted to Amelia every so often. The moment his gaze returned to her again, Wyatt’s voice cut through. “Mr. Figueroa, have you met my wife before p>
“No, I can’t say I have… I have only heard about Mrs. Stewart a few times and was curious to see her for myself. That’s all p>
Sensing the doubt in Wyatt’s eyes, Elmore quickly looked away from Amelia.
Years ago, back when Katrina had been in a relationship with Weston, he had crossed paths with her more than once. The resemblance was striking — Amelia’s features mirrored Katrina’s so closely that Elmore could not help but deduce that she was Katrina and Weston’s daughter.
Brielle had once mentioned the similarity, but seeing Amelia in person had rattled him far more than he had expected.
One thing was certain — he could never let Weston learn the truth about Amelia’s parentage.
Elmore had originally intended to wait until Wyatt brought up Rory’s situation. Yet, with Amelia here, he decided to take the lead. “Mr. Stewart, our casino operates on clear terms. You pay if you want someone released p>
“What’s the amount he owes you p>
“With the interest added, it comes to three hundred and twenty million p>
The number had barely left Elmore’s mouth before Wyatt gave a short, derisive laugh. The sound made Elmore’s face harden. “Mr. Stewart, do you find something amusing p>
Rather than answer, Wyatt brought his hands together in a slow, deliberate clap. At the sound, the door opened, and Hiram stepped in, a document in hand. Following Wyatt’s signal, Hiram set it down on the table in front of Elmore.
“What is this?” Elmore asked.
“Mr. Figueroa, read it and find out,” Wyatt replied.
Elmore’s eyes narrowed into a dangerous glare after reading the document. He shot Wyatt a sharp look. “Are you threatening me p>