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Huff and Estelle shook hands. Huff’s smile was warm and friendly. “Welcome, Ms Rella. I hope you have a
delightful time here!”
Estelle nodded gently, “Thank you!”
Huff had arranged accommodations for them, with a servant leading the way to their lodgings.
They were staying in a quaint cottage, with a living room and a study on the ground floor, three bedrooms
upstairs—it seemed specifically set up for visitors.
As they entered, lights flickered on automatically in every room. A butler wheeled in a dining cart, arranging an
array of delectable dishes on the table. For the grand finale, he placed a bottle of Lafite by the dishes.
The butler bowed respectfully, “I wish you both a pleasant meal.”
“Though I might spoil your appetite, it seems we’re dining together tonight!” Lambert said with a soft smile,
slipping off his coat as he headed for the dining room.
The table was set immaculately, with white bone china and silverware, all complemented by the soft glow of
candlelight—it was both romantic and elegant.
Lambert ate with grace, every movement oozing the air of nobility, a stark contrast to his usual flirtatious demeanor. Estelle
began to cut her steak with a knife. As Lambert leisurely sliced his steak, he began, “Let me give you a brief rundown of Zion.”
Estelle paused mid-chew, looking up attentively.
In a low voice, Lambert explained, “Citadel is Triceratops territory. Triceratops is the head of an organization,
which you might not be familiar with. Just remember the name. Zion is one of Triceratops’ primary strongholds.
They’ve gathered a plethora of researchers here, selling their findings worldwide for profit.”
“Of course, I’m here to see if this new energy is as clean and efficient as they claim, and if it could indeed
replace petroleum.”
“Raiden?” Estelle frowned slightly, not recalling such a person among Wolverine’s ranks.
Lambert nodded, “Raiden is a mystery. He always wears a mask in public. No one has seen his true face, well,
except for the dead.”
Seeing Estelle’s contemplative expression, Lambert chuckled lightly, “Don’t overthink it. Raiden’s mystery is of
no consequence to us—we’re here for business. And of course, you’re here to protect me.”
“Do you anticipate danger here?” Estelle inquired.
“Nothing immediate, but anything can happen around here. It’s best to be alert and prepared,” Lambert replied.
Estelle nodded, “Since you’ve paid me, I’ll make sure you’re well-protected.”
“That’s very reassuring to hear,” Lambert said, his gaze intense, “For some reason, from the moment I saw you,

I felt I could trust you. Do you think it is fate arranged by the Almighty?”
Estelle let out a derisive laugh, “If God heard that, He’d be blue with disbelief!”
“What?” Lambert frowned, perplexed. “I don’t know why.”