Chapter 109: Scott Harris, Help Find a
Few Won
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10 hours later, the plane ca to a smooth stop at Yluria Airport.
Dozens of luxury cars were already parked outside the airport, waiting for the VIPs to disembark. After contacting the pick-up staff, Scott Harris entered the cabin and saw the man whose eyes were full of red veins and hadn’t slept at all. He quickly lowered his head to ask, “Lord, the car is here. Do you want to go ho first or to the company?
Baron Lawrence bought a new phone as soon as he got off the plane. He eagerly turned it on but discovered that there were no text ssages or missed calls.
His thin lips pressed into a straight line, and he emotionlessly threw the phone into the trash can. With his hands in his pockets, he coldly said, “Scott, find so won. ”
“Find… won, won?” Scott Harris stamred, seriously doubting whether his ears were ringing. Wasn’t the Baron known for not liking those won around him? Why would he suddenly want won now?
As the housekeeper of the Lawrence family, he was no ordinary person. Thinking back to what had happened earlier, he suddenly understood.
The Lord was trying to vent his anger at Ms. Clark. It seed they hadn’t reconciled yet.
“Are you deaf, or do you not understand human language? Won, I want won!” Baron Lawrence’s face was unhappy, looking more like he wanted a gun to kill soone rather than won. He tugged at his collar, sowhat annoyed. He had a reception in the afternoon, and he needed a female companion to ward off those disorderly won who might approach him.
Scott Harris, after all, was a servant and couldn’t disobey Baron Lawrence’s orders. Although he wanted to advise him otherwise, he respectfully went to arrange it.
The Lawrence family had a massive presence in Yluria Country. Although Baron Lawrence rarely returned to Yluria, he still owned a castle-like villa there.
“Welco ho, Lord.”
With hundreds of maids in uniform greeting him in a standard manner, one could easily mistake this for the imperial palace of a monarch, if not for the fact that they lived in the 21st century. Unfortunately, the man being welcod had a serious face, giving off an aura that strangers were unwelco.
Within minutes, Scott Harris hurriedly led a few hand-picked beautiful won into the castle.
The castle was entirely European-style, rumored to have been an outlying palace of King Louis XIII. The interior was extravagantly decorated, with tens of millions worth of precious paintings casually hanging in the corridors. The exquisite marble corridors alone were invaluable, not to ntion the main hall.
Tessa Winters had never been to such a place, and seeing the other won gasping in amazent as if they’d never seen the world before, a flash of disdain passed through her eyes. But upon seeing every decoration here, she couldn’t help but show her greedy and envious eyes.
“Please wait a mont. The Lord will be here soon.” The maid led the won into the hall and quietly retreated.
Several people called at the sa ti as Tessa Winters gathered together, excitedly discussing the master of the villa. They were all well-known local socialites and had no interest in talking to Tessa Winters, an outsider.
Humph, what’s the big deal? n look at a woman’s figure and appearance, not their background. She didn’t believe she couldn’t outcompete a bunch of stupid won speaking bird language. Tessa Winters didn’t care at all about being ostracized, and she looked at the villa’s furnishings with a seductive gaze… They waited for over half an hour, and finally, the door to the living room was pushed open. A man dressed only in a bathrobe ca down the stairs..
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