NovelEnglish"Perhaps she got lost?"
Kane was clearly making up the excuse.
Luther frowned, "Okay, | get it."
"Are you going to go?" Kane asked. He would need an affirmative answer from Luther before he could rest assured.
"Hmm."
Luther answered and then hung up.
Then he got up, put on a navy-blue trench coat, grabbed his car key, and walked out of the room in stride.
From last night's meeting, he could see that Kane liked Joyce, and despite the age difference, the affection was unmistakable. So,
there must be something wrong with this phone call.
One thing was for sure.
Kane must be looking out for her and would never harm her.
Could it be that something happened to her? On the plot?
Thinking about it, his heartbeat was disturbed and he quickened his pace.
Earlier, Joyce took a taxi to the plot. The foundations had just been laid, surrounded by colorful steel tiles, and a temporary shed
was built inside for the workers.
In addition, there was a temporary building with an all-glass structure.
This temporary building was used for the sales staff to receive guests, introduce projects, conduct ssimple negotiations, and
provide temporary resting places for the bosses of various manufacturers when they cto the plot.
An electric car for land tours was parked at the entrance.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBecause it was a little late, the staff inside the temporary building had already left, leaving only one salesperson on duty.
Otis hadn't arrived yet, and Joyce walked to the front of the temporary building.
The sales on duty cout with a smile, "Hello, do you have an appointment? What can | do for you? I'm Eloise, and | am from the
R&S Group. Do you needto give you a brief introduction to our land?"
"lI don't have an appointment. Someone askedto take a land tour with them. Wait a moment, maybe he'll be here soon."
Joyce smiled and nodded her head.
It was a bit windy outside today, and she gathered her collar.
It was almost evening. The endless sky was dyed blood-red by the setting sun, and it looked a bit eerie.
She glanced at the watch on her wrist, and she was pretty sure she'd made it in less than half an hour.
The person who was late was Otis.
Eloise brought out a cup of lemon tea in a disposable paper cup and handed it to Joyce, asking respectfully, "Hello, how may |
address you?"
"Just callKnowles," Joyce said back.
"Ms. Knowles, please have stea. Do you want to wait inside? It's windy outside." Eloise handed over the lemon tea.
Joyce didn't take it, "Thank you, no need. The person I'm waiting for is already here."
Not far away, a dark green military Hummer was driving over. Joyce remembered the thickened bulletproof glass and the thick
special widened tires. Joyce had seen this kind of car, and Charlotte had ridden in it before. These cars were for the exclusive use
of the warlord family.
She recognized at once that it must be Otis.
"Boom, boom, boom", The Hummer stopped in front of her.
With the near-black anti-blast tint on both side windows, Joyce glanced inside through the window directly in front of her.
It was not Otis himself driving, but a lieutenant, just like Ricky. He looked around twenty-five, strong and tall, with thick eyebrows.
The lieutenant, Eugene, after parking the car, got out and opened the door for Ricky respectfully, "Mr. Robertson, please."
Otis stepped down from the car. He was wearing a navy blue trench coat outside his military uniform and he looked even more
gloomy than ever.
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