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She had heard Dylan Wellington mysteriously mention a necklace.

But she had no idea that he was referring to the one hanging around Hannah Ford’s neck.

“Alright Ethan, didn’t you have something to tell me…?” Hannah Ford didn’t want to waste time, intentionally stepping forward and taking Aidan Lucas’s arm.

She had just received a response from the Presidential Palace’s waiter.

Conveniently, while these people were causing commotion, the rooms upstairs had already been prepared.

“Let’s hurry upstairs, Ethan. I also have something to tell you.”

Skye Brown wanted to say more, but was stopped by Dylan Wellington.

At this point, Aidan Lucas’s mind was entirely focused on the little angel inside the necklace.

He nodded faintly at Dylan Wellington and then followed Hannah Ford up the stairs.

“Dylan Wellington, what kind of riddles are you two playing?” Skye Brown was infuriated, glaring at the man at her side, “Even if they’re acting, they don’t need to act so convincingly, do they?”

“In front of all these people and at the Presidential Palace’s banquet too, those two just can’t wait to be alone? Dylan Wellington, I think you’re deliberately helping them create a diversion! If the affair between the two of them becomes more sensational, what will Lily Gray do in the future?”

She really didn’t know what Aidan Lucas had in mind.

But if this act continues, even if the truth comes out in the future, Lily Gray wouldn’t have any face left.

Because everyone would know.

How “impatient” Lily’s husband and the mistress Hannah Ford were.

At the banquet, they couldn’t wait and took action directly.

“Skye, calm down first, I’m obviously on your side.”

Dylan Wellington gently held Skye Brown and coaxed her to the side.

He looked up and could just see Aidan Lucas and Hannah Ford walking past on the second-floor corridor.

“You see… the necklace hanging from Hannah’s neck. It’s because of that, Ethan is anxious to take her aside to settle this matter. Although I’m not too sure, but I know…”

“Wait——”

Skye Brown suddenly grabbed his arm, “The necklace around Hannah’s neck… Why does it feel so familiar…”

As she spoke, Skye Brown craned her neck to look up.

Unfortunately, by this time, they had already entered the prepared lounge.

There was no sight of Hannah Ford and Aidan Lucas in the upstairs corridor.

Dylan Wellington glanced at Skye Brown who was still looking up and couldn’t resist steering her gaze back, laughing, “Stop looking, they’re not there anymore.”

“But…”

But that necklace really looks so familiar.

If she could look at it a bit longer, she would certain be able to recall it.

“Alright, Honey… We’ve been here quite a while and we haven’t greeted the President yet.” Dylan Wellington affectionately pinched Skye Brown’s cheek and led her towards Rodney Rhodes.

Just at this moment, Joan Wellington also came over.

The three of them going over together seemed to make Skye Brown temporarily forget about the necklace.

*

Upstairs in the lounge, Aidan Lucas entered with Hannah Ford.

This was a lavishly decorated, yet quite ordinary lounge.

It was only about fifty square meters. Upon entering, three soft and comfortable leather sofas were placed on the right.

On the left, there was a minibar and a display liquor cabinet.

A glass tea table between the sofas was arranged with plates of fruits and snacks.

The outermost side was a large floor-to-ceiling window.

With only a glance, he quickly surveyed the entire room.

The two wine glasses on the table were somewhat suspicious. Each of them was already half filled with red wine.