Chapter 1091

Cup of Tea As Damien navigated the speedboat to the island where Raymond was, Cherise disembarked and sensed her legs falter beneath her.

As efficient as ever, Damien’s subordinates swiftly penetrated the defenses of the black-clad guards stationed outside, encircling the villa. “Mr. Lenoir,” Otto, who had been lurking nearby, rushed over to deliver his report. However, upon catching sight of Cherise, he abruptly froze in his tracks. Cherise offered a hesitant smile in return.

Damien’s brow furrowed slightly. “We’ll address the issue with Mrs. Lenoir’s later. What’s the current status?”

“The villa has two exits, one facing the front and the other at the rear,” Otto finally breathed a sigh of relief, his voice hushed as he reported. “The staff occasionally use the rear door to dispose of rubbish, offering a potential point of entry. Meanwhile, the front entrance remains sealed shut, untouched. Every window in the villa is shrouded, leaving the interior a mystery…”

Damien’s brow knit in a frown, poised to interject, when the front door swung open. “Greetings, esteemed guests. Please, do come inside,” a middle-aged woman garbed in servant’s attire chirped as she stepped out. “My master has thoughtfully prepared hot tea for your enjoyment.”

Otto cast a frightened glance at Damien. “This is the villa’s servant…”

“The night air bears a chill,” the servant remarked louder when met with silence. Raising her voice, she continued, “My master thoughtfully noted that a steaming cup of tea would be a most welcome respite on such a cold evening. Especially with a lady among you.”