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Dave had overheard his sister’s phone call and became worried that she might be deceived since it did not sound
like she was meeting a friend. While his sister was not paying attention, he sneaked into her room and found a note
on her desk.
“Bro, my sister’s going on a date!” Dave said, already booking a ride on his phone. “Hurry, get in the car quickly
and go after her!”
Zuko looked at him gratefully. He thought to himself that he would repay this great favor in the future.
In the car, he tightly held the note in his hand and read it repeatedly. It was the same hotel as last time—Best Level,
the revolving rooftop restaurant. He did not need to think twice to know who had invited Lina.
In fact, during the last time there, Zuko had sensed that the way that person looked at Lina was abnormal. It was
understandable, though. Lina was the kind of girl who was hard to resist.
But she was his wife!
Even though the marriage certificate was fake, his desire to be with her was genuine!
Zuko clenched the note tightly in his hand.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe car soon arrived at the entrance of Best Level.
Zuko had informed the manager in advance, so no one dared to stop him even with Fred present.
Not only did they not stop him, but the manager also came out anxiously to greet him, asking if they should remove
Fred as well.
Zuko shook his head coldly. “I’ll go up myself. None of you should follow.”
The manager complied and arranged for everyone to stay downstairs and not disturb them.
Zuko took the elevator and arrived at the revolving restaurant. He quietly walked behind a decorative wall and
observed the situation over there.
He saw Fred and Lina sitting face to face. Fred poured a glass of wine, but Lina politely refused.
“Mr. Grist, please speak directly if you have something to say.” Lina’s voice was soft. “My husband doesn’t like
people beating around the bush, and I’m the same. I don’t like it either.”
Upon hearing these words, Zuko was suddenly stunned. The words “my husband” scratched at his heart like little
cat paws, making it itch.
Fred fell silent for a moment.
This time, he had invited Lina out to probe. If Zeke was really Zuko, he would naturally have to find a way to get the
Hamertons’ help to eliminate Violet.
“Heh, it’s nothing,” Fred replied naturally. “It’s just that there are some things we didn’t finish discussing last time,
so let’s continue this time.”
“What is it?” asked Lina.
Fred looked at her. “Ms. Jenner, you’ve been married to Mr. Hamerton for some time now, right? I heard he is from
Cnetrolis, so has he taken you there?”
Lina’s eyes flickered, and countless question marks flashed through her mind.
‘He heard? Who did he hear it from?
‘Is there another purpose behind this specific question?
‘Is Fred’s ultimate goal me or Zeke?’
Lina let out a light breath as she thought for a moment and smiled as she looked at him. “My husband’s born and
raised in Jangasas. Why would he take me to Centrolis? Mr. Grist, it seems you’ve gotten it wrong.”
This answer caught Fred off guard.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Wrong? Heh, I don’t think so!” He smiled and continued. “Mr. Hamerton’s worked as a truck driver at the Grist
Group before. I checked his employment record, and it clearly stated that he’s from Centrolis!”
“Oh, I see.” Lina locked her gaze on him. There seemed to be something unusual in those dark eyes.
“Mr. Grist holds a high position, yet you bothered to personally check the employment record of a truck driver? It
seems you’re quite interested in my husband! Why’s that, Mr. Grist?”
Fred was stunned, unable to come up with an immediate response.
‘This girl…’ She had unexpectedly turned the tables on him and thrown the question back at him!
‘Heh! Luckily, Violet does not have this kind of wit. Otherwise, it would be hard to say who would emerge victorious
in the battle for control of the Grist Group.’
Fred forced a smile. “Um, Ms. Jenner, it seems like we’ve gone off-topic…”
“No, we haven’t,” Lina calmly replied. “Mr. Grist, you asked me if my husband’s taken me to Centrolis. My answer is
that he isn’t from there, so naturally, he hasn’t taken me there.”
“Well…”
“The information written on employment records may not always be accurate,” Lina said nonchalantly. “But I heard
that there are many interesting places in Centrolis. If we have the money and time in the future, we could go there
for a honeymoon. Right, Mr. Grist?”
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