
Hamilton came to Vincent, who looked very alert. A communication device was placed in the man's ear. He was talking to people he had placed at some point in the Amora restaurant.
"Vincent, is everything okay?" ask Hamilton.
Vincent did not answer. He only signaled Hamilton to follow him upstairs to the restaurant, he sniffed his chin at two men who seemed to be eating dinner.
"So far there's nothing suspicious, except for two men who were having dinner there."
Hamilton looked down. Next to the special room that Yoana ordered, there was another room where some people were seen enjoying their dinner.
The two men that Vincent was referring to looked as ordinary as anyone else who had dinner at the restaurant. The formal suit looks elegant, signifying it is the work of the best designer. Stitched neatly until the shape of the body of the owner looks more attractive. Especially in the eyes of women.
"Who are they?" ask Hamilton.
Vincent frowned as he continued to stare warily at the two men.
"I've sent the picture to Blaird. It turned out that the man was Mr. Lucca as well as his assistant Mr. Diego. It's strange that Alrico Lucca suddenly eats at the same restaurant after he sends Miss Sweyn to persuade Marylin's manager to accept her offer."
Hamilton frowned. Yoana had already told them when she told them she was going to have dinner outside and she invited Marylin with her manager. Yoana also said the news of the contract offer to be a luxury car model from the company of Mr. Lucca who was presented to Serge with the intermediary Miss Sweyn.
They all decided to remain silent as long as Serge and Marylin kept the contract with Yoana's company.
But seeing the man at the same restaurant tonight, Hamilton had a slightly disturbing thought.
"I don't think it's a coincidence he knows we're having dinner here tonight. If it's true he's got a spy in our company, you need to find that guy, Vincent."
"That's what I was thinking too, Uncle Hamilton. I noticed, from that moment on, the man's eyes kept staring at Miss Marylin Seymor and Serge."
"You think ... does he have anything to do with Rodrigo?"
"I can't confirm it yet, Uncle, but Blaird will investigate."
Hamilton nodded his head then patted Vincent on the shoulder.
"Continue your work, Vincent. Be careful ... Take care of yourself, I'll be back" Hamilton told the man.
Vincent nodded, keeping his eye in place as Hamilton left and returned to the table.
The atmosphere there is a little tense. All the Bernard brothers were looking at Marylin Seymor who was still casually sipping a drink.
Hamilton sat in his chair and tried to melt the mood by questioning Marylin.
"Miss Mary .. Do you know Mr Lucca? Alrico Lucca's? " Hamilton got everyone's attention when he said his question.
"Just know that he is a successful entrepreneur. He offered me a job."
"You knew him before?" ask Hamilton again.
"No."
"What about Serge?"
"You ask him directly" Marylin said casually.
Hamilton smiled then looked at Serge who was enjoying his drink at the bar table.
The music that continues to entertain them makes Simon moved to invite Catalina to dance.
"Catalina .. it's a pity that music as good as this is not enjoyed by dancing. Since your brother is allergic to my touch, will you dance with me?" ask Simon.
"No." Catalina replied firmly.
"Why? Ah, you're not good at dancing, are you?" simon asked with raised eyebrows.
Catalina pressed her lips forward, pouting at Simon.
"Don't tell me you're allergic to my touch like your brother. Marylin just reasoned, because she was actually afraid to touch me." Simon grinned.
Marylin snorted loudly. "Whatever you say, you're a ludicrous boy."
"I'm laughable? You've been in love with me, Mary." Simon didn't stop provoking Marylin's irritation.
"Either what I see until I want to be your lover. You really have nothing interesting at all!"
Simon chuckled at Marylin's words. He stood up and extended his hand to Catalina.
"I said I wouldn't dance with you, didn't you hear me?" Catalina looked at that outstretched hand at him.
"Tell me your dance is bad. Admit you can't dance" challenge Simon.
Catalina took a breath while throwing her napkin at the table.
Simon grinned as Catalina placed a hand on her outstretched palm. They were just about to step in, when Simon's fingertips touched Catalina's drink glass until it spilled and wet her pants.
"Upssss ... jeez .. uh, so sticky" said Simon, then he looked at Claude with a pleading face,
"Claude, can you replace me dancing with this beautiful girl? I'll go to the toilet first."
Marylin looked at the two sisters in turn. He was looking for a trace of intent on Simon's face. Even if the Bernard boy was on purpose, he kept it very well. Acting assured.
"Not so," Catalina was just about to pull out her hand when Simon held it tightly and handed it to Claude who was already standing and approaching.
"Come .. dance with me," Claude clasped Catalina's hand and pulled her onto the dance floor. Simon immediately stepped out into the hallway towards the toilet, so Marylin could not see his facial expression anymore.
Claude hugged Catalina's waist with one hand and fused the other hand with the girl's fingers. They stepped lightly, spinning on the dance floor. Catalina did not dare to look up, she accepted Simon's invitation to dance with casual feelings, but when her partner changed to Claude, her heart started pounding and she felt a little unsure.
Serge returns to the table and extends his hand to Marylin.
"Come On. Dance with me," he asked.
Marylin smiled, stood up and welcomed Serge's hand. The two spun and danced, Catalina glanced as Marylin's arms in Serge's arms flashed nearby.
"They're close ...," said Claude.
Catalina looked up, looking into the eyes that were looking at her, She frowned when she saw the glint of uneasiness in Claude's eyes. They were spinning with eyes staring at each other.
"Tell me, do you really intend to leave Leon?" whispered Claude quietly.
"Isn't that inevitable? One day it's gonna happen, isn't it?"
"Where are you going? Back to Bluerose city?" ask Claude again.
Catalina shook her head. "See, but maybe I'll try to see Doctor Luigi. Asked if he would still accept me working at Eliza Hospital.n"
Claude instantly fell silent, his brain spinning with all sorts of plans and possibilities.
"Claude?" Catalina whispered after a while the man was silent.
"Yes?"
"Ehm .. bi .. can you loosen your arms around my waist? You pinned me down, Claude."
Claude lowered his head, looking at the blue eyes that were staring at him with a frown. He instantly loosened his embrace at Catalina's waist. He made an involuntary hug when the girl mentioned Luigi's doctor's name.
In the distance, through the glass of the adjoining room, from where he was sitting, a man stared intently at the girl in black dress who was dancing with the big man who was holding her tightly. Her eyes stared cynically, the girl drowned in the arms of the big man with muscular arms that hugged her slender waist.
Marylin Seymor appears to be wriggling around the neck of Sergio Eneas or better known as Serge.
"They look good, don't they, Diego?" Alrico Lucca stared at the dance floor through the clear glass as he sipped his drink.
His assistant only glanced, then looked back at his master.
"It seems so, Mr. Alric."
"We're lucky. Find them in one place. Make it easy to find work. Once searched, both were found. It has been years ... If it wasn't for that woman already being famous as a model, we might still find a dead end."
"You're right .. Their relationship seems to be intertwined until now. What a great friendship," said Diego.
"I can't wait to destroy them both ..," whispered Alric with sharpened eyes as if he wanted to blow away the rusty, vengeful lightning in his heart.
"Patience Mister. We have to slow down. He's under Bernard's company. We don't have to incur hostility with that company. Claude and Yoana Bernard are the ones who can't be played."
"Miss Sweyn said she was Claude Bernard's fiance, but why wasn't she at the family dinner? Was Marylin even invited?"
"Miss Sweyn's spy said, Yoana invited the two because there is a work matter to be discussed. Not unexpectedly put together with a family dinner," said Diego, raising his glass and starting to drink.
"You're right, Diego. Gotta slow down .. before I catch the nets** girl and the guy who hugged her, and then reply to both equally." Alric turned his gaze, looking the other way after feeling his anger mounting as he continued to look at the pair of Marylin Seymor and Serge who were spinning on the dance floor.
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