Luke Land leaned in close to her ear, speaking with a full sense of flirtation.
"Hurry up, or I’ll destroy you!" Eva Miller glared at him fiercely once more.
This Little Chili really ans what she says, Luke Land thought. To ensure his happiness in the future, he’d best protect his "treasure" right now.
Luke Land prepared himself leisurely and descended the stairs.
But Eva Miller had changed her mind half an hour earlier.
She received a phone call on the spur of the mont.
"Are you serious?" Due to excitent, her voice almost cracked.
"Absolutely." Responded the voice on the other end.
"Miss Miller, the photos and address have been sent to your email. Please check them carefully."
Eva Miller quickly hung up the phone and rushed to Luke Land’s room, opened his computer, and swiftly logged into her email.
Sure enough, there was an email sent ten minutes ago.
Upon opening it, she found several photos.
The blurry silhouette of a man from behind.
Opening the remaining photos, there were frontal views, but since they were taken from a distance, the man’s face wasn’t very clear. Eva Miller clicked to enlarge, and as the man’s outline beca clearer, her pupils shrank in disbelief.
It was him, really him.
Oliver Johnson.
She felt a bit estranged just pronouncing the na now.
Yet, her heart sohow had a yearning for that man.
That’s why over the past year, she hadn’t hesitated to spend a fortune searching for his whereabouts.
Heaven helps those who help themselves; she finally found him.
Eva Miller’s hands trembled as she moved the mouse, opening one photo after another, now absolutely certain that the man in the pictures was Oliver Johnson.
Along with the photos, Oliver Johnson’s current address had been sent.
What a coincidence, who would have thought Oliver Johnson was also in the United States.
This ti, coming with Sophie Smith was indeed a wise decision.
She must go find him, imdiately!
"I say, Little Chili, you’ve been dawdling for so long, are you going or not?" Luke Land stood at the doorway, looking at Eva Miller staring intently at the computer, shaking his head in disbelief—she was so anxious just before, and now completely still?
"I’m going to the hospital later. If you want to see President Land... well, then go ahead." Eva Miller attempted to dismiss Luke Land.
"Just say it if you’re not going; who’s going to the hospital anyway?" Luke Land shook his head vigorously—he never intended to visit the hospital, she was the one insisting.
Eva Miller was unsure how to speak to Luke Land—if she said she wanted to venture out alone, he’d probably refuse or follow her stubbornly.
The matter of finding Oliver Johnson was too significant to let Luke Land know.
"What’s up with you?" Luke Land noticed Eva Miller’s odd expression.
"It’s nothing. If you need more rest, just take it easy, I’m going to out for a stroll..."
Eva Miller pushed her chair back and stood up.
A stroll?
"I’ll co with you."
"Oh, no need, no need!" Eva Miller grinned foolishly, waving her hand repeatedly, "I’m going to find a male prostitute, how could I possibly let you tag along?"
"..."
What nerve!
"Little Chili, n outside aren’t clean. If you need to, use instead." Luke Land offered generously, looking ready to let her have her way.
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