The black-clad bodyguards, who had been standing with their hands clasped in front of them and looking relatively relaxed, quietly released their hands.
As Tony finished speaking, an unimaginable eagerness and greed suddenly erupted in his gaze at Lin Wan.
Lu Zheng's eyes narrowed, his expression serious, as he took a deep breath.
Lin Wan's gaze was as sharp as a knife, her grip tightening. No one noticed that the pure steel dinner fork in her hand was already slightly deformed.
Lin Wan looked at Lu Zheng, while Lu Zheng, expressionless, looked at Tony.
He truly hadn't expected it—Tony's acting skills were genuinely good. No, it wasn't just Tony, but everyone on this island!
Well, some people had once shown flaws. Sometimes it was a gloating look, sometimes a sympathetic one, sometimes completely indifferent.
However, those looks were fleeting, so Lu Zheng had not suspected Tony.
After all, he had saved Tony's life!
Then Tony invited him to his private island to play.
