See You Never, Mr. Lamont
Chapter 186

Chapter 186

Chapter 186 The Man in Black

Outside the Lamont’s manor, there was a taxi parked, with a man wearing black clothes and a blackmask sitting inside.

The man kept smoking, and the driver complained to the person in the rearview mirror, “Hey, sir, if youwant to smoke, please get out of the

car.”

Although we arrived at the destination, he didn’t get out of the car and kept smoking inside. The driverendured for a while but couldn’t bear it anymore.

The man remained silent and took out two one–hundred dollar bills from his bag, handing them to him.He said calmly, “Wait for another ten minutes.”

Ten minutes?

Two hundred dollars!

The driver happily took it and immediately felt that the smell of the cigarette had become more fragrant.

After a while, Rosalie walked up to the car, opened the door, and got in.

She glanced at the Lamont’s manor in front of her and a mischievous smile played on her lips. “So,have you come to inspect your assets?”

The man in black did not speak. He extinguished the cigarette and flicked her forehead, saying, “Notyet.”

“Not now, and it won’t be in the future either,” she leaned against him

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and affectionately touched his beard, “I never thought we would have a day like this.”

The man held her hand back and smiled meaningfully, “As long as he doesn’t die, we will never have aday like this.”

Rosalie’s face stiffened slightly, and she chuckled, “How could that be? Only you have touched mybody, and my body only feels for you.”

The man in black chuckled lightly, not exposing her, and glanced casually at the villa.

I didn’t expect that he would come back one day.

***

Underneath a dilapidated house in the outskirts of Wellfort, there was a black sedan parked.

Two people got out of the car. The man was wearing a simple white windbreaker, with a brown scarfaround his neck. His hair was soft and his facial features were finely carved. The girl beside him waswrapped in a long white down jacket, with a fair and delicate face, and her facial features wereunbelievably beautiful.

“He used to live in there,” Derrick pointed at a small house and said.

Claudia was amazed by the landscape here as soon as she walked into the courtyard. Although it wasan old neighborhood, the houses had been deliberately transformed by the owners. There were smallbridges, flowing water, flowers, plants, and even insects and fish, everything was complete. There wasalso a small vegetable garden next to it, which was both practical and beautiful. It was not difficult tosee that the owner of the house was someone who valued sensory experiences and practicality.

Derrick approached and pressed the doorbell, and a lazy and impatient

voice came through the intercom, “Who is it?”

“Zhou Ge, it’s me,” Derrick coughed.

“Who were you?”

The atmosphere instantly became so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Derrick’s face stiffened: “Derrick.”

The door opened.

Derrick took Claudia inside.

Unlike the orderly scene outside, the interior design of the house leaned toward technology. Roger wasplaying a game when he saw them coming in. He immediately took off his headphones and pointed tothe sofa, saying, “Feel free to sit.”

Roger stood up, tall and slender, with handsome features, but he had a full beard on his face, whichgave him an artistic temperament.

He poured a glass of water for each of the two people.

Claudia took a sip gently, warm tea flowed into her stomach, dispelling the chill.

Roger gave her a glass of water, and gave Derrick tea.

This person was indeed very careful.

Roger had just sat down when the doorbell rang again.

“Is Mr. Rowe available?”

The person outside the door seemed very anxious, and couldn’t wait any longer before shoutingimpatiently, even before the doorbell was

answered.

Hearing the sound, Claudia’s gaze sharpened.

It was Rosalie.

Roger raised an eyebrow and looked at them, asking, “Your friend?”

Claudia sneered, “It was an enemy.”

Roger laughed “haha” as if he had discovered a new continent, and smirked, “Well, I really want to seewhat the enemy of a beautiful woman looks like.”

After saying that, he pointed to the room next to him and said, “Why don’t you guys go to that room andtake a break?”

This meant that I had to see Rosalie first.

Claudia had just wanted to speak when Roger had already stood up and walked toward the door.

Claudia frowned and, prompted by Derrick’s gaze, eventually walked into the adjacent room and closedthe door.

If Roger had truly acted as Rosalie’s defense lawyer, although he couldn’t completely exonerate her ofthe crime, he could have reduced the charges.

Before she arrived, she had been researching Roger’s information all the way. This person is reallyamazing, he can even defend himself and escape from the death penalty.

The online evaluations of this person were also mixed, as he defended both good people andmurderers.

Because of this, she was worried that he would really take on Rosalie’s

case.

Even if there was evidence, Rosalie may not have faced legal sanctions if he had personally appearedin court.

After seeing Roger, Rosalie was momentarily stunned, then she walked in carrying large and smallbags.

Roger raised an eyebrow and asked, “What’s this?”

Rosalie’s heart pounded, blushing, she said, “This is a bottle of white wine that my friend has beencollecting for over a decade, and it’s for you.”

“Oh, you know I have a good taste!” Roger laughed heartily, “Then I won’t hold back.”

Upon hearing these words, Claudia’s heart sank heavily.

I didn’t expect Rosalie to have figured out someone’s preferences, and Roger even accepted them!

She took a deep breath and placed her hand on the handle, ready to open the door and rush out.Derrick stopped her and pointed at the peephole on the door.

“Wait and see,” Derrick whispered.

Claudia remained silent for a few seconds, adjusted her breathing, looked into the cat’s eye, and tookin the view outside.

“Mr. Rowe, Edmond asked me to come and replace you earlier, but I had too many things to attend to, so Iapologize for only coming today.” At the moment Roger accepted the drink, the stone in Rosalie’s heartwas lifted.

Dempsey froze her card, and these wines were still exchanged by her

with hundreds of thousands worth of jewelry. As luck would have it, Roger actually accepted them.

Once it was received, things became much easier.

Roger smiled and waved his hand, “It’s not too late, it’s not too late. Even though Mr. Lamont had anaccident… our agreement won’t change.”

Upon hearing these words, Rosalie’s eyes welled up with tears.

She was always haunted by Edmond’s death.

“If Edmond were still here, I wouldn’t have received any court summons. He would have helped mefend off everything.”

Rosalie’s voice trembled with a sob.

The atmosphere instantly became heavy.

Roger remained silent for a few seconds, and then his face returned to seriousness.

“Ms. Clayton, tell me the truth, did you harm Claudia’s grandmother?”

Rosalie’s face froze.

“Since you have asked me to be your defense lawyer, you must be honest with me. Even a murderercan have a lawyer, as everyone has the right to a defense. I can only provide you with a properdefense if I know the true situation.”

Roger lazily sat down, opened his thermos, and a scent of alcohol filled the air. He picked up the winethat Rosalie had brought over, immediately opened a bottle, and poured it into his thermos with agurgling sound.

“The wine was good!”

Roger took a sip and his eyes lit up.

Rosalie saw how much he liked her wine, so she let go of her guard and whispered, “Since you are mylawyer, I will tell you the whole truth, hoping that you can help me.”

“Claudia’s grandmother… did indeed die because of me.”