The Ex-Wife's Triumph novel Chapter 206

Kingsley ascended to the second floor, his eyes sweeping every corner, but he didn't catch sight of the figure again.

Peter followed closely behind, whispering, "Kingsley, what are you looking for?"

"It doesn't concern you," Kingsley replied coldly. He turned and headed back downstairs, his fingers unconsciously curling into a fist—he was certain he hadn't been hallucinating.

At that moment, Lucy was sitting quietly in her office, tapping her fingers lightly on the desk.

A knock came at the door, followed by a subordinate's respectful voice: "Boss, the troublemakers have been cleared out. No losses to the casino."

Lucy looked up, her eyes calm. "Keep a close watch on the floor. If anyone else causes trouble, throw them out immediately."

"Yes!" the subordinate replied, quietly backing out and closing the door.

Kingsley sat in his car, his brow still furrowed—that silhouette had been etched clearly in his vision; it couldn't have been a mistake. He looked at Xavier in the passenger seat and commanded, "Check Lucy's current location."

"Yes, Mr. Sherwood." Xavier responded instantly. As his fingers touched his phone, he hesitated and turned back. "By the way, Mr. Sherwood, your wound needs to be treated at the hospital to prevent infection."

Kingsley looked down at the dark bloodstain on his clothes, his tone emotionless. "I know."

Peter, sitting in the back as well, couldn't read the situation. He leaned forward. "Checking on Lucy? Kingsley, are you trying to win her back?"

Kingsley shot him a sideways glance, eyes full of disdain. "If you have nothing to do, stop following me."

"Hey, that's burning bridges!" Peter protested loudly. "I've been watching Karl's movements for you lately. Even if I don't get credit, I put in the work!"

Kingsley didn't respond. He rubbed his knee unconsciously, his mind filled with questions: "Why would she appear in a place like that?"

After a long silence, he spoke again to Peter. "How much do you know about that underground casino?"

Peter shook his head. "Not much. It's only been open for less than two years. With your resources, shouldn't finding out be a piece of cake?"

"Too much talking," Kingsley muttered impatiently, opening a bottle of water and taking a few sips.

"Hey!" Peter was even more annoyed. "You asked me! Do you expect me to be mute? You're becoming really unlikeable!"

Xavier was efficient; he found a lead quickly. He turned to the back seat. "Mr. Sherwood, Miss Lynwood isn't at her company right now, but her assistant is."

Kingsley paused, then nodded faintly. "Investigate that casino again. As detailed as possible."

"Understood." Xavier went back to work.

That evening, Kingsley made a detour to a florist and personally selected a bouquet of blooming Lisianthus.

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