?<strong>Chapter 524:</strong>


    “You just said you’d do anything for me, and now you’re backing out?” M’s irritation escted in response to Niko’s visible reluctance, her frustration simmering beneath the surface.


    “Do not make promises you cannot fulfill!”


    “Fine, fine, I’ll do it!” Niko acquiesced.


    “But what if we get caught?”


    “What is there to fear? There are pickpockets on this very street every day! Lots of people get stolen from, and no one has time to concern themselves with you. Besides, even if you get caught, I am right here. Do you honestly believe I have just wasted my time in Paris all these years?”


    Niko was reassured by M’s words.


    The car came to a stop at the next intersection, and Niko put on a coat and a hat, subtly obscuring his identity before heading toward Adrian and his family.


    Adrian and Joelle were entirely absorbed in capturing images of Aurora, who was preserving moments for Rnd to cherish in the future.


    None of them noticed that Joelle’s bag had been shed open, its contents gone.


    Niko returned to the vehicle, his heart racing with intense fervor.


    “Did you get it?”


    “Yes,” Niko responded, perspiration cascading down his brow.


    “What should I do next? Throw them into the river?”


    M had initially intended to do that, but now she perceived it as far too lenient.


    “Give them to me.”


    After Joelle and Adrian discovered their belongings were missing, they promptly went to report the incident to the police. Unfortunately, the chances of recovering their lost items were slim, so they headed back to their hotel after providing their statements. By evening, the police contacted Adrian through the hotel.


    “Your items have been found, but only one person can retrieve them.”


    Adrian found the condition unusual but decided to go alone. He was directed to another hotel, where upon arrival, he was told to enter a specific room.


    When he pushed the door open, he saw three passports and ID cardsid out on the white bedspread, even with the lights turned off. To stay cautious, Adrian left the door open as he walked in. However, only a few steps in, the door abruptly mmed shut, and in the faint light, he sensed someone lunging at him. Caught off guard, Adrian stumbled backward and bumped into a vase.


    Thankfully, the carpeted floor prevented the vase from breaking, keeping the noise to a minimum.


    “Who’s there?”


    M stayed quiet, her cheeks flushed as she embraced Adrian, her hands exploring his muscr chest.


    Angry, Adrian quickly grabbed one of M’s hands and forcibly moved her aside. He then turned on the light to find M lying on the floor.


    “M?”


    “Yes. If you want your belongings back, you have to stay here tonight,” M snorted.


    “You’ve lost your mind.” Adrian dismissed her and moved towards the bed.


    M quickly followed and embraced him again.


    “What does Joelle have that I don’t? I can be everything she is and more. And you don’t have to worry about any consequences. Whatever happens here, she’ll never find out!”


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