His Lord Justin Kimberly

Chapter 117:

The scene shifts to the imposing structure of Laramie’s mansion, an imposing façade that obscures the darkness that lurks within its walls. Inside, the atmosphere was heavy with the smell of cigarette smoke and the weight of sinister intentions.

Kimmy stood by the wide window, her curvaceous figure illuminated by the dim light filtering through the curtains. With a cigarette dangling between her fingers, she radiated an air of calculated menace, her eyes shining with icy determination. Across from her, Laramie was lounging on a plush recliner, looking smug and confident.

“How far are we from it?” Kimmy’s voice cut through the tense silence, impatience clear in her voice.

Laramie leaned back lazily in her chair, smirking as she looked at Kimmy with a mixture of amusement and contempt. “Everything is going according to plan,” he replied nonchalantly, his voice filled with arrogance. “Katherine is as gullible as ever. She has been completely brainwashed, obeying my every command without