Abel took the plate and ate the food with relish in front of the two bodyguards.
One would have to be a monk on a pursuit to enlightenment to resist the mouthwatering smell of roast meat.
It wafted into the air and danced around the two bodyguards. They stared covetously at the food Abel was devouring, and had to swallow their saliva several times. They were wavering.
“Join us in the yard,” Abel tried again, with more enthusiasm this time.
“It looks like Mr. Shaw won’t be leaving until late into the night. No one knows how long you two will have to stay here. Come on!
We have beer, too. Just have a bite and relax for a while. I’m sure Mr. Shaw won’t punish you for it.”
The two men exchanged a nervous glance. In the end, they were weak against barbecue. Abel happily led them to the back yard.
The dinner lasted until ten in the evening.
Kyson enjoyed his chat with Lucinda, and by the end of it, he was completely inebriated. His handsome face was flushed red, and his eyes had turned glassy.
“I’m really glad that you changed your mind,” he rambled on.
“I’m the only man in the world who truly deserves you. You and I are a perfect match.”
Lucinda just smiled and didn’t say anything.
Kyson gave her a doting look and continued, “When your mother passed away, I failed to protect you and comfort you when you were at your most helpless state. I was a fool. It was my fault. Instead of being by your side, I went away to work for the Secret Investigation Department. AlL I thought about at the time was fame and fortune.
I’ve been blaming myself all these years… Can you really forgive me for the way I treated you back then?”
As he spoke of the past, the smile on Lucinda’s face gradually dimmed.
“You’re drunk and talking nonsense. It’s late now. You should head home.”
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Kyson whined and tried to explain himself again, but Lucinda cut him off by calling Pierre in to help Kyson into his car.
She had to enlist his help as the men Kyson had come with had had some beer and, therefore, couldn’t drive. Pierre, on the other hand, was still recovering from his injuries and refused to touch any alcohol. He had indulged himself in the barbecue, but he was the only man there who hadn’t had any beer or wine.
And so, he was inevitably tasked to drive Kyson and his men home.
As soon as the vehicle exited the Bay Villa, Abel quietly walked inside the mansion.
Lucinda was still sitting in the dining room, staring straight ahead with a cold look on her face. Abel couldn’t even begin to presume what she was thinking about.
“Miss?” he called out tentatively.
His voice pulled Lucinda back to her senses. She took a quick breath and asked, “How was it?”
“Don’t worry. The beer was drugged in secret. It’s probably going to take effect soon.”