Kapitel 105: The masquerade (2).

The laughter crackled through Carlos's earpiece.

"Pfff, hahahaha!" Rex's voice cut through, practically dying with amusement. "And here I thought you were going as her partner, but no, you're just the bodyguard! What a promotion, huh?"

Carlos rolled his eyes, his hand subtly adjusting the communicator to mute Rex's laughter. "Ha-ha, hilarious," he said, his voice flat and biting. "This arrangement works better for everyone, so shut up already. We're going in."

With a firm tap to the device, Carlos switched it off, cutting Rex's chuckles short just as they approached the mansion's entrance.

The guard at the door was a burly man, more muscle than manners, and his eyes drifted rather unprofessionally toward Cleo's body. She was dressed to perfection, wearing a flowing white gown trimmed with golden accents that caught the dim light like molten fire.