Chapter 731 Key People

Lyle used the sofa as a support to climb to his feet. To move undetected at night, he was dressed in black from head to toe. Without light, he blended seamlessly into the darkness. He drawled, "As expected of high society. Even the spaghetti served is in dainty portions. Even after eating two plates, I'm still starving." Wesley had knocked him down, causing the remaining spaghetti to splash onto Lyle's parka in the process. Lyle wasn't bothered though. He casually tossed the parka aside and grinned at Emelie. "So, is there more?" Emelie, initially believing him to be an assassin, was relieved to find that it was just a false alarm. "If you're going to come over, don't pull something like this next time. Why did you scare us like that? Thankfully, Jodie and Marcel weren't here, or else..." Lyle arrogantly replied, "Even if they were here, they couldn't take me down." "You'll win if you fight one-on-one," Emelie countered. "But they wouldn't fight you one-on-one. They'd team up. C