When Marcelo's car pulled over inside the Felan resident, he gently placed his hand on Valerie's shoulder, stroking it like an affectionate boyfriend.
"If I find out that everything you told me about this Stella Peterson is false, you would wish that you took that flight with your mother." Marcelo gestured for her to go down while smiling grimly at her.
Valerie quickly got down from the car and disappeared into the house as though someone was chasing her.
"Boss, I think she's lying." One of Valentino's henchmen seated in the front passenger seat said.
"I know." Marcelo's lips curved in a dangerous smirk.
"What she doesn't know is that I've set a trap for her. It's just a matter of hours before we get what we want."
Marcelo brought out his phone and dialed a number while squeezing a lawn tennis ball in the other hand.
"What information have you gotten about Stella and where is Mr Adrian Dawson right now."
