Lindsay stood her ground, her posture defiant as she awaited Sanfords response.


    Sanfords eyes darkened, a sinister smile slowly creeping across his face.


    After a long, calcted pause, he drawled, Alright.


    Lindsays expression lit up with satisfaction at his agreement.


    Without another word, she turned on her heel and left.


    The moment she was out of sight, Sanfords face twisted into a cold, calcting mask.


    Pulling out his phone, he dialed a number, his voice like ice.


    Find a way to deal with Lindsay, he ordered.


    And make sure theres no trace left behind.


    Ste and Be carefully examined one another, ensuring they were unharmed before heading back to their seats together.


    As Ste walked, she instinctively nced around and quickly noticed that Sanford was not in his seat.


    Turning to Bet with a puzzled expression, she asked, Where did Sanford go? Did you see him? Bet furrowed his brows and shook his head. Im not sure, he replied.


    Hes been out of sight since he left his seat.


    I was so focused on finding you that I didnt pay attention to where he went.


    But dont worryhe probably wont get into any trouble.


    Ste nodded gently at his reassurance.


    Meanwhile, Matthew, walking beside them, slightly furrowed his brows.


    His eyes carried a thoughtful expression, as if he were pondering somethingplex.


    Soon, Ste spotted Sanford standing nearby, engaged in conversation with Howard.


    However, due to the distance, their conversation was inaudible.


    At that moment, Sanford noticed Ste and the others arriving.


    Apanied by Howard, he walked over to them.


    As he approached Ste, Sanfords face was filled with concern.


    Ste, where were you just now? I was so worried I was about to ask Mr. Archer to check the surveince footage to find you.


    As he spoke, his gaze flickered briefly toward Matthew, betraying a hint of unspoken emotion.


    Before Ste could respond, Bet, unable to suppress his frustration, stepped forward and confronted Howard.


    Mr.


    Archer, this venue is supposed to have extremely strict security.


    How could there be an unidentified person here? What is going on here? Howards face immediately shifted to an expression of feigned confusion.


    He spread his hands in mock innocence and said, Mr.


    Lowell, Im not sure what youre, talking about.


    What do you mean by an unidentified person? Bets face flushed with anger as he raised his voice.


    Ste and Be were knocked unconscious in the venue just now! If Matthew hadnt arrived in time, who knows what kind of terrible consequences could have urred? That person disguised himself as a staff member and lured Ste and Be away using your name, Mr.


    Archer.


    Dont you think you owe us a_ reasonable exnation? Howard waved his hands emphatically, denying the usations.


    Mr. Lowell, I assure you, I had no knowledge of this incident.


    I certainly didnt send anyone to take Ste and Be away.


    Bet, unconvinced by Howards response, pressed on.


    Then gather all the staff right now and let Ste and Be identify the culprit.


    We need to find this despicable person! Howard hesitated, scrambling for an excuse.


    Mr.


    Lowell, the show is about to begin.


    It would be highly inappropriate to disrupt everything by gathering all the staff at this moment.


    It would throw the entire event into chaos.


    Bets suspicions deepened, and he didnt hold back.


    Youre dodging responsibility, he said bluntly.


    Are you feeling guilty? Sanford, feigning intimidation at Howards authoritative status, quickly stepped forward and grabbed Bets arm.


    Leaning in, he whispered,