Chapter 882
When she heard that Bea addressed her dad so affectionately, Sandy couldn’t help but snap, “Ugh! You old hag! What’s this got to do with you?!”
“You…”
Bea was about to lose her temper, but Caelum cut in, “Enough, I’ll handle this!”
“Caelum, I’m doing this for Sandy’s sake. My grandson gave up his company for her. I came
all this way to make that woman pay. We’ve been friends for years, and this is your turf. You’ve got to help me.”
Bea’s tone softened, but Sandy frowned beside her. She wanted Sophie to pay too, but didn’t want Mrs. Pollard asking her dad for help.
Sandy clung to Caelum’s arm, saying, “Anyone who messes with the Pollards will deal with us. My dad will stand up for me! This has nothing to do with you!”
Sandy started pulling Caelum towards the Mintons‘ gala to catch the cheater red–handed. Caelum couldn’t resist and ordered the butler, Kingston, to get the car ready.
Meanwhile, outside the Mintons‘ gala, Colby observed the quiet scene with a slight frown. His Bluetooth earpiece crackled, “Sir, there’s signal jamming equipment in the Dragonvein Hotel. The lady’s watch GPS is down, and we can’t monitor inside.”
“Got it.”
Colby floored the gas pedal, heading straight for the Mintons‘ gala.
“Sir! Don’t do anything rash!” crackled his earpiece.
Annoyed, Colby turned it off. He was now a hundred meters from the Mintons‘ surveillance
zone.
After scanning and noting the guards‘ positions, Colby donned a masquerade mask. As his car entered the surveillance area, he pushed the door open.
Six well–trained security guards stood outside the Dragonvein Hotel, ensuring its privacy. Colby was stopped at the entrance, a guard coldly demanding, “Please show your invitation.” Colby handed over a card. It was the Mintons‘ gold membership card, and the guard quickly smiled and stepped aside, “Sir, please enter. Enjoy your evening.”
Colby took back his card and walked in.
At that moment, another black car pulled up outside. A Minton bodyguard, watching through binoculars from a hundred meters away, saw the person getting out and urgently spoke into his Bluetooth, “Sir! James is here! Sir? Can you hear me?”
“Stop yelling. He turned off his device. Even if it was on, he is inside. Everything with a signal
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is down. What’s the use of shouting?”
“What’s James doing here?”
“You’re asking me? Who should I ask?”
The two Mintons‘ bodyguards bickered at the entrance.
Inside the banquet hall, Sophie had already been dragged upstairs by Odie.
From the second floor, they could overlook the entire banquet hall.
Sophie watched as Odie bounded up the stairs three at a time. She had no choice but to follow with small, quick steps, her mermaid dress and high heels making it difficult.