"This," Hank Clegg's eyebrows knitted fiercely, even his strong lust subdued. He held the silk scarf in front of Victoria, a subtle murderous intent radiating from his eyes, "Who gave you this dress?"
It hid a state-of-the-art listening device button.
Not only could this bug pick up any conversation clearly, but it could also monitor even the faintest breath. Moreover, it also had a positioning function!
If someone intentionally attached it to Victoria Talkington, then they likely knew about his relationship with her by now.
To put it bluntly, the other party could even use this eavesdropping device to blackmail him.
If Franklin Clegg is behind this…
But Victoria looked confused: "The babies made me wear it."
The babies?
Would Michael and Lewis have such surveillance equipment?
Hank Clegg gritted his teeth: "Where are they!"
Outside the hotel, Michael and Lewis were sitting beneath a canopy of trees in the garden, eating ice cream.
