Find Me In Your Labyrinth novel Chapter 1978

When Sylvia descended the staircase, she was adorned in a golden-tan evening gown. As she passed through the living room, she noticed that Lambert had already dozed off on the couch, a half-read novel resting on his chest.

She approached and picked up the still-steaming cup of herbal tea next to him, walking over to the bar to pour it out. Sylvia instructed the maid to keep an eye on Lambert before stepping out into the night.

Outside the villa, she slid into the back seat of her car and instructed her driver crisply, “Take me to Mr. Winston.”

The driver nodded, steering the vehicle towards the towering office complex in Zion.

Once at the building, Sylvia glided through the lobby, the security guards recognizing her as one of Alvis's associates and offering no resistance.

Unhindered, she made her way to the top floor, pausing outside Winston's office door to knock.

“Come in!” came the voice from within.

Pushing the door open, Sylvia entered with a soft smile. “Mr. Winston!”

Winston, having been pre-warned by his guards, rose to greet her. “Ms. Beverly, what brings you here?”

Sylvia stepped closer, removing her feline masquerade mask. Her eyes glinted playfully, “Mr. Winston, have we met before? The first time I saw you, you seemed so familiar.”

Winston’s heart skipped a beat at the sight of her stunning features. Stepping back instinctively, he faltered, “Have we?”

“That night in L City, at Nick’s exclusive club... don’t you remember me?”

Winston racked his brain. He had indeed visited the affluent Nick’s private club in L City and shared a memorable night with a beautiful woman.

But he was sure she was a lady from Y country, not from C country. Had he misremembered?