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Enemy 495

    <b>Chapter </b><b>495 </b>


    <b>“</b>That’s right. I dressed as a man that time when I went to Golden Lion Casino. I apologize for the confusion I caused, Mr. <b>Quick</b><b>, </b>Caitlin <b>said </b>with grace and poise.


    The men around them looked stunned. Everyone knew Mr. Quick’s trusted buddy Cait–someone they always addressed as Chief Cait. But now, Chief Cait was… a stunning woman?


    “It’s alright…” Thomas struggled to find the right words. His eyes lingered on her striking features, and he couldn’t help but ask, “May I ask your full name?”


    “I’m Caitlin.”


    Thomas was floored. “You’re Caitlin?”


    Almost no one in New York didn’t know the name Caitlin. Even if they hadn’t seen her in person, they knew of her–especially her connection <b>to </b>Sebastian, the global CEO of KM International Group. So she was his ex–wife?


    Caitlin nodded and extended her hand. “Yes, Mr. Quick. I suppose we should be properly introduced <i>now</i>.”


    Thomas shook her hand, doing his best to contain the wild fluttering in his chest. “Absolutely. From now <b>on</b>, no matter what happens<b>, </b>you’ll always <b>have </b>my full support. Sound fair?”


    He knew full well that Caitlin and Sebastian were meant to be. All he could do was wish them well.


    “It would be an honor,” Caitlin replied warmly.


    “Excellent. That’s settled!” Thomas said, his tone upbeat. Then he turned serious again. “Today was my men’s mistake. Please ept my sincerest apologies. I’ll make sure this is handled properly.”


    “Thank you. The only problem is… I’m short on time, and my car is totaled.”


    Caitlin nced at the wreck behind her.


    “My deepest apologies. I’ll rece your car personally and cover all the damages!”


    Thomas was profusely apologetic, then offered, “Where are you headed? Let me take you there.”


    “I’m going to The Manhattan Regal.”


    “Perfect. I’m heading there myself. Shall we go together?”


    “Sounds good.”


    Thomas gestured for her to go ahead, and Caitlin called for James to join them as they walked away from the chaotic scene.


    Before leaving, Thomas barked orders to his assistant, “I want a full report. Find out exactly what happened. Everyone who instigated this–take names.”


    “Understood!”


    The men of Talon Quarters stood frozen as their boss left the scene with Caitlin. It finally sank in–they had screwed up. Big time. Offending someone important to Mr. Quick? The consequences would be brutal.


    The Manhattan Regal was one of New York’s most iconic venues. With two massive LED screens wrapping <b>around </b><b>the </b><b>building</b><b>, </b><b>the </b>location <b>was </b><b>a </b><b>go</b>–<b>to </b>for the elite who wanted to make an unforgettable public statement. Anything disyed here was broadcast city–wide <b>and </b><b>even </b><b>beat </b><b>prime</b><b>–</b><b>time </b><b>ads </b><b>in </b>reach. Booking this space? Astronomically expensive–and hard to get, even with money.


    Tue, 19 <b>Aug </b>


    <b>A </b>luxury <b>car </b>pulled up outside the hotel. Reese and her coworkers had just finished their salon prep and arrived right on <b>time</b>.


    “Wow! The Manhattan Regal really lives up to the hype!”


    <b>“</b>It’s stunning. Absolutely breathtaking!”


    They were still gawking at the hotel when the giant LED screens suddenly changed.


    “Look! The screens are changing!”


    A handsome face appeared on every disy–Yates, the megastar and heartthrob of the nation. As his image lit up the city skyline, people across <b>the </b>street screamed in excitement.


    “Oh my God, it’s Yates!”


    “He’s so handsome! This has to be live!”


    The broadcast was indeed being streamed online. Fans across the country were already flooding the chat withments.


    The screen zoomed in on Yates, who shed his signature smile and spoke. “I heard today’s your birthday. I’m live right now to wish you a very happy


    one!”


    Reese’s friends went wild.


    “Reese! He’s talking about you, right? He’s wishing YOU a happy birthday!”


    “This is insane! Only Reese would have the kind of connections to pull this off.”


    Reese beamed. “It has to be my uncle. I didn’t even know he’d nned this!”


    “You are seriously living the dream, girl! I wish I had a rich uncle like that!”


    Reese’s coworkers practically swooned as the screen yed Yates‘ message.


    Yates continued, “May every year be just as joyful and beautiful. I hope you stay radiant and happy forever. Now, here’s a special performance for my fairy. I hope you like it.”


    He pointed to the camera, then picked up a microphone and started to sing.


    His smooth, maic voice filled the speakers, melting hearts city–wide. The live stream exploded withments:


    [OMG he’s singing! His voice is incredible!]


    \[Who’s the lucky girl he’s singing to? I’m jealous!]


    \[It’s gotta be for me–it’s my birthday too! Yates, I love you!]


    Reese and her friends squealed from the sidewalk.


    “He’s perfect! I didn’t know he could sing this well too!”


    “Reese, do you think he’lle to your party tonight?”


    Reese tossed her hair and grinned. “If you want to meet him, just say the word. I’ll ask my uncle to bring him.”


    “Please! I want his autograph!”


    “Me too!”


    <b>Chapter </b><b>495 </b>


    Meanwhile<b>, </b><b>inside </b>a different <b>car </b><b>speeding </b>toward <b>the </b>venue, <b>Caitlin </b>was watching the livestream<b>, </b><b>James </b><b>had </b><b>pointed </b><b>out </b>to hernd road smiling <b>to </b>herself.


    Yates. That guy. Broadcasting a birthday message for her in front of the entire city? Didn’t he care if his fans got jealous?


    Beside her, Thomas caught a glimpse of her phone. “Wait… Caitlin, is today your birthday?”


    She nodded.


    “Damn, I had no idea. I didn’t bring anything–I owe you a gift!”


    “That’s not necessary,” she replied.


    Yates finished his song andunched into a dance routine, pushing the crowd’s excitement even higher.


    When the performance ended, Reese and her entourage entered the building, heading for the banquet hall they’d reserved–The Vienna <b>Hall</b><b>, </b>thergest and most luxurious in the entire venue. But just as they reached the door, they were stopped by security.


    “Miss, do you have an invitation? Without one, I’m afraid you can’t enter.”


    Reese’s expression turned thunderous. “What the hell are you talking about? It’s my birthday! Why wouldn’t I be allowed in<b>?</b><b>” </b>


    <b>AD </b>


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