After saying this, the servant quickly walked away, as if afraid Lionel would keep questioning him.


    Lionel was left speechless.


    He had only asked a simple question, not said anything harsh.


    Since Quennel was at a dinner party, he decided to just wait at the house. In the past, even when he attended parties, he never came back toote.


    Besides, if he came back drunk, it might be the perfect opportunity to pry some information out of him. He might just spill the beans in his drunken state.


    After leaving, the servant immediately sent a message to Quennel, informing him of Lionel''s return.


    Quennel sneered when he received the message.


    He wasn''t at any dinner party. He was at the prison, visiting Sandra.


    "See? Lionel''s back. Probably looking for you. How long do you think it''ll take him to find you?"


    Sandra looked at the message on his phone, her brow furrowed in disgust as she looked up at Quennel.


    She had never found this man so sinister, so repulsive.


    These few days with him hadpletely changed her perception of him.


    “Quennel, I''ve told you many times, I don''t care if Lioneles looking for me or not. I have no feelings for him anymore. Even if he doesn''t show up, I won''t be sad."


    Quennel put his phone away and sat down, crossing his long legs with an intrigued look.


    "Is that so?” He tilted his head, feigning disbelief. “But you used to adore him. How can you just stop loving him, just let him go so easily?"


    "I never loved him! When did I ever love him? I was only with him for the benefits I could get. Now that there are no more benefits, why would I care about him?"


    This was what she truly felt.


    She loved money, wealth, and power.


    She would love anyone who could give her those things.


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    if


    Besides, after everything that had happened between her and Lione they did meet again, she wasn''t sure if he would be there to save her or to kill her.


    So it was better if they never met at all.


    But Quennel still didn''t believe a word she said.


    золя


    "I think I''ll drop Lionel another little hint about you. It would be fun if he found you. I''m very curious to see what he would say when you two finally meet." content


    "Quennel, are you deaf? I don''t need him to save me! I don''t, I don''t! How many times do I have to say it for you to understand?"


    But no matter how much she screamed, Quennel seemed not to hear her. He simply stood up and left the prison.


    The Rosenberg Estate.


    Lionel waited until eleven at night. He was starting to doze off, but Quennel still hadn''t returned.


    Just as he was about to give up, Quennel finally walked in.


    "Well, look what the cat dragged in. Aren''t you supposed to be in Nyston, ying stalker?” he said with a mocking smile.


    "Quennel, where have you taken Sandra? Let her go, now! Do you hear me?"


    Quennel took a seat, looking at him


    curiously. "I thought you didn''t her anymore. Why are you


    concerned about her wh