Chapter 605: Return Safely Without a Scratch in the Afternoon
“This afternoon, Olivia Lewis will return unhard.” His voice, moistened by red wine, was dark and low.
Adam Sinclair’s anger subsided abruptly, and sensing that sothing was amiss, he asked, “Has sothing happened?”
“Nothing.” He didn’t plan on discussing this matter with anyone else.
Adam believed that he was hiding sothing! After a little thought, he sensitively noticed the key point, “Did Old Master Lawrence find out about Enna’s existence? Does he not approve?”
“You don’t need to worry about it, you just need to know Olivia will return unhard this afternoon.” He hung up the phone.
Soon, Adam called again.
Baron looked down and dragged the number to the do-not-disturb blacklist.
The world suddenly fell silent…
Baron Lawrence swirled his glass of red wine, gazing at the scenery outside the window. The 28th floor provided a panoramic view of everything below.
Suddenly, his phone vibrated, and a text ssage ca in.
He glanced at it, and his eyes beca colder than the air in Siberia. Already deep and profound facial features now appeared even more mixed-blooded due to the tension. He gripped the wine glass tightly, suppressing the urge to shatter it. He tilted his head back and drained the remaining red wine.
Then he put down the wine glass, picked up the car key next to him, and left amidst the cold wind.
…
The airport in Yluria Country was adjacent to the harbor, and the international terminal was bustling with people.
International flight U7862 had just slid towards the exit gate.
People were already getting up from their seats, taking their luggage, and preparing to disembark the plane, completely ignoring the flight attendant’s repeated reminders that the plane had not yet fully stabilized.
In the corner of the business class cabin, a beautiful young girl with chestnut curly hair was focused on sketching sothing on paper.
Once she completed the last stroke, she put away her 2B pencil and closed her notebook.
“Done!” A beautiful and spirited smile spread across her lips, revealing eight neat little white teeth, attracting attention.
Business class was cheaper than first class and slightly more expensive than economy class, providing more space. She stretched her stiff and tired waist, twisted her neck, and before she could put away her notebook, the man sitting next to her struck up a conversation.
“Beautiful woman, I’ve been observing you for a long ti. Are you a painter? You’ve been drawing since you got on the plane. Can I appreciate your art? I also work in this field. If it’s convenient, we can exchange phone numbers to discuss and learn from each other.”
Just as his flirty words fell, the bright-eyed girl looked at him. Lips the shape of flower petals gently touched, her voice like a lodious bell, “Do you want to pick up?”
Upon hearing her words, the man’s expression froze.
He did have that intention, but… to say it so bluntly, he didn’t know how to respond.
“Um…”
“Do you or not? If you do, I can tell you right now that I reject you. I have soone I already like. If you don’t, I’d like to remind you not to ask for a stranger’s phone number casually. A girl’s first reaction is that you want to pick her up.”
Crisp and efficient!
Not dragging her feet at all!
Her quirky charm imbued with a dash of handsoness, her words left the flirtatious man speechless.
Just at that mont, the plane ca to a stop. She picked up her notebook, put it in the bag she had brought with her, and walked out…
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