As Neil walked through the crowd, people moved aside to clear a path. At the same time, two figures descended from the upper level Mabel, who, despite her casual outfit, still radiated a noble presence, and William, impeccably dressed in a crisp shirt and dress trousers, his physique impressively built. Mabel’s eyes flickered with a peculiar light as she observed Lisette below. So it really is her! Earlier, Neil had called her with a cryptic message. “I have a surprise for you. Bring William here within an hour, and you’ll see if William truly cares for you.” Thus, she had brought William along. Neil, you’ve truly outdone yourself.

“Heh, who knows where he brought from,” Mabel remarked, settling into a nearby sofa with a hint of disdain. William, the woman is right there. Aren’t you going to rescue her? William stood by the railing, his gaze fixed on the scene below. His eyes were obscured by a veil of emotion, leaving everyone, even Mabel who had known him for years, unable to discern his thoughts. Neil approached Lisette, grabbing her chin roughly. She recoiled in alarm, her eyes wide with fear. “Who are you? What do you want from me?” Neil’s hand hovered in the air as he grinned, surveying the room. “No wonder she was Mr. Preston’s ex-wife—she’s quite feisty!” Laughter erupted around them. Lisette’s face drained of color. “I don’t understand what you’re talking about!” She tried to escape, but every path was blocked, and she was shoved to the floor. Neil crouched down in front of her, his hand resting lightly on her stomach. “So, Mr. Preston’s child is still here.”

Don’t touch me!” Lisette trembled, pushing Neil away and cradling her belly protectively. “This is illegal! I’m calling the police! I’m calling the police!” “Call the police?” Neil scoffed, clearly amused. “She says she’ll call the police?” The laughter grew louder, and tears brimmed in Lisette’s eyes as the gravity of her situation hit her. There was no one to help her. She was utterly alone. Before she could think of an escape, Neil stood up and announced, “I hear Mr. Preston has been searching for his ex-wife for a long time, hoping to find his child. Now that the child is here, shouldn’t we take it out to give to Mr. Preston?” He glanced toward the figures on the second floor. William. “Isn’t that right, Mr. Preston?” Lisette flinched and slowly lifted her gaze. There stood William, dressed in a stark white shirt that contrasted sharply with the grim scene. Holding a glass of red wine, his thin lips were slightly parted, and his brows were sharp as swords. Even without speaking, his presence exuded authority and command. William. My husband. The man I love most. He’s here … Lisette’s heart ached, her nails digging into her palms. So, you’ve been watching all this time, haven’t you? Mabel looked from William to Lisette, taking in the sight of Lisette’s tear-streaked cheeks and red-rimmed eyes, which made her look both pitiful and beautiful. Such beautiful eyes, but sadly misplaced. “Alright, everyone, find a way to get Mr. Preston’s child out.

The person who solves this will earn a year’s worth of free drinks at the Golden Hour Bar.” Neil’s eyes sparkled with mischief as he addressed the crowd surrounding Lisette. No one moved. Even though it was known that William and his wife were divorced, the child Lisette carried still belonged to William. No one dared to lay a hand on her. Neil’s smirk widened. “Two years.” The crowd stayed silent “Three years.” Nobody dared to move. The grand hall fell into a heavy silence, with everyone lowering their heads. Neil’s smile deepened as he looked down, removing his expensive watch and tossing it onto the floor. Rolling up his sleeves with a casual air, he declared, “Since none of you have the courage to handle Mr. Preston’s problem, I will.” With that, he delivered a harsh kick to Lisette’s belly.