Chapter 370

“I’ve heard that since Natasha has been a widow for so long, she tends to pursue attractive young men,” Francesca warned.

Andrew chuckled. “Don’t worry. She likes pretty boys, which I’m not.”

“Don’t brush this off! I’m serious,” Francesca insisted. “Natasha doesn’t have the best reputation, and while I respect your choices, I just don’t want to see you get caught up with her.”

Andrew teased lightly, “With a friend like you looking out for me, how could I get caught up with anyone else?”

Francesca’s face reddened as she rushed out, reminding herself that Andrew was off-limits as her best friend’s love interest.

Dylan and Natasha entered the VIP room shortly after. Andrew, sensing they had important matters to discuss, suggested they move to a more private location.

About 20 minutes later, the three arrived at West End headquarters. The members greeted Andrew respectfully, especially Conan, who had previously dismissed him.

“Mr. Lloyd, please feel free to visit us at West End anytime. We’re all family now!” Conan said enthusiastically.

Andrew smiled. “I remember you weren’t so welcoming before, Conan. I thought you might set the dogs on me if I came around too often.”

Conan laughed heartily, “Mr. Lloyd, you’re truly exceptional. I was wrong to underestimate you before; we street folks aren’t known for our judgment.”

Natasha gave Andrew a meaningful look before turning to Conan. “Bring us some tea. We have business to discuss.”

After they were settled, Dylan got straight to the point. “Mr. Lloyd, we’ve found an opportunity to move against Atlas.”

“What kind of opportunity?” Andrew asked calmly.

Natasha explained, “After Atlas’s falling out with Finley, the Northern District has been in chaos. We managed to get inside information about his movements.”

Andrew nodded approvingly. “Well done. So, you’ve identified when he’ll be vulnerable?”

Natasha covered her mouth and laughed softly, “As expected of my brilliant darling, you’ve figured it out. We discovered Atlas will be spending the night alone at his villa in the suburbs, which is why we decided to make our move.”

“Could it be a trap?” Andrew asked cautiously.

Dylan smiled. “What you don’t know, Mr. Lloyd, is that after ending things with Yvonne, Atlas couldn’t stand being alone. He’s got himself a new girlfriend.”

He continued, “But this time, Atlas seems to have changed his taste–instead of movie stars, he’s now going for influencers.”

“He’s meeting her at the villa tonight for a romantic rendezvous,” Dylan added with a knowing look, “Which is why we’re confident it’s not a trap.”

Andrew smiled wryly, “He certainly knows how to enjoy himself.”

After a moment’s contemplation, he took out a small white bottle and placed it on the table. The instant Dylan and Natasha saw it, they could not take their eyes off it.