Chapter 297 Andrew shook his head, Im not sure


    Although these photos alone might anger As, given his calcted nature, hell likely choose to stay calm.


    Prue, Natasha agreed.


    As is too shrewd


    When he sees these photos, his first instinct will be to control hits anger toward Finley.


    We need to push further, make As so furious hell turn against Finleypletely.


    Dn shrugged.


    Going further means catching them in the act.


    But where are we going to get that kind of evidence? Where are Finley and Yvonne now? Andrew asked


    They went to the lounge after the g, but we dont have cameras there, Dn replied


    Natasha sighed, We obviously cant install surveince in the lounges that would offend too many important people


    Just then, Antonio came in with news, Madam, Mr.


    Garner, Mr.


    Lloyd Yvonne has already left the estate.


    So this operation wasntperfect, Natasha said, rubbing her temples.


    Without concrete evidence between Yvonne and Finley, we dont have enough leverage to drive a wedge between, Finley and As.


    Finleys got some self control, Dn remarked.


    I thought hed take Yvonne to a hotel.


    right after the g, but he let her leave alone


    Antonio spoke with obvious disdain, Since this was Mr.


    Lloyds n, perhaps he has some other brilliant ideas? You dont think my n was good enough? Andrew asked, eyeing him.


    Not just inadequate.


    It waspletely useless, Antonio scoffed


    If Finley and As were this easy to take down, West End wouldnt be walking on eggshells around them. Antonio, leave us, Natasha ordered with a frown.


    Before leaving, Antonio sneered at Andrew.


    If Mr.


    Lloyd wants to show off in front of Madam Vostokoff, he should bring something substantial.


    These amateur tricks just show your inexperience


    Natasha, your subordinate seems to have a death wish, Dn said grimly.


    Who does this old fool think he is to disrespect Mr.


    Lloyd ? Mr.


    Lloyd, I apologize for my subordinates behavior, Natasha said sincerely.


    Lets check Finleys lounge, Andrew suggested, waving off the apology.


    Natasha hesitated for a moment.


    Theyre already gone.


    Whats the point of looking now? Before long, the three of them arrived at one of the vis guest lounges


    Andrew pushed the door open, revealing a staff member inside, tidying up the room.


    Dn nced around andmented, This is the room where Finley and Yvonne were staying earlier.


    If we had set up a camera here beforehand, we mightve captured something ... spicy. Andrew shook his head.


    Thats unrealistic


    In a space this small, with Finleys level of awareness, he wouldve noticed any surveince equipment immediately.


    Natasha stepped forward and stated, Mr.


    Garner Mr.


    Lloyd, theres really nothing left to see here.


    We should go


    Even if those photos dont damage Finley and As alliance, sending them to As wouldstill annoy him enough to be worth it


    Suddenly, Andrew said, Wait.


    Both Dn and Natasha gave him puzzled looks as he walked toward the staff member.


    Is something wrong, sir? the staff member asked politely.


    Andrew did not respond to her but instead focused on the tray she was holding.


    On it were two wine sses, each containing remnants of a deep red liquid.


    Natasha chuckled lightly.


    Mr.


    Lloyd, if youre interested in wine, theres a cer here with hundreds of premium selections.


    You can taste them to your hearts content.


    Andrew remained silent.


    Then, he picked up the two sses and held them up to his nose


    He sniffed them carefully, his expression growing serious as he eximed, Cantharides ! Natashas smile froze


    Cantharides ? Isnt that a potent aphrodisiac ? Dns face turned pale.


    Mr.


    Lloyd, are you saying... this wine had cantharides in it?