108: Chapter 108 Our Ho?_1 108: Chapter 108 Our Ho?_1 Shirley Miller huffed into the car and saw Carson Flores holding his phone, her face suddenly stiffened, her expression awkward.
After all, Carson Flores was her legal husband.
When she was threatened by Hugo Combs, told to sleep with him, Carson Flores was listening on the side, which made her feel utterly humiliated.
“You heard all that?”
Shirley Miller’s voice was weak, as if she was feeling guilty.
Carson Flores smiled slightly, “Yes, I’ll take care of the rest, just focus on your work.”
Carson Flores originally thought that Hugo Combs was targeting the Miller Group because of Samantha Tate, but after hearing the conversation, he realized things were not that simple.
There was soone backing Hugo Combs.
Naturally, Carson Flores thought of Brian Jas from the Supre Sky Corporation, or the person hiding behind Brian Jas.
The forr was more likely since Brian Jas was in the midst of plotting against Shirley Miller and had yet to fail.
There was no reason for the person behind him to look elsewhere and interfere.
Carson Flores would visit the Jas family again tomorrow night to take care of the Jas Family’s trouble once and for all, which would be the perfect opportunity to confirm his suspicions.
If Hugo Combs was backed by Brian Jas, then if he killed the monkey, Brian Jas, would that chicken, Hugo Combs, dare to stir trouble?
Whether it was Brian Jas or Samantha Tate, it all related to him, and that was why Carson Flores offered to help solve the issue directly.
Shirley Miller’s eyes lit up, and she looked at Carson Flores in surprise, “You have a way?”
Carson Flores said with a smile, “I have so assumptions that need to be verified first.
After tomorrow night, maybe I’ll know how to solve the problem.”
Although Shirley Miller did not know what Carson Flores could possibly do to resolve this trouble, his calm smile strangely reassured her.
“Thank you.
This issue wasn’t even your concern…”
Carson Flores chuckled, “How can it not be my concern?
I’ve yet to receive my nine hundred thousand commission.
If the company shuts down, who am I going to ask for the money?”
Shirley Miller pursed her lips, “You’re just fooling .”
She didn’t interact much with Carson Flores, but she was absolutely certain that he didn’t care about the nine hundred thousand at all.
Previously, when she offered Carson Flores several million to pick out a sports car, saying she would give it to him in three months, he refused without hesitation.
By saying this, Carson Flores ant to relieve her of feeling indebted and make her think that he was acting out of self-interest.
Carson Flores grinned, “Let’s drive, ho.”
Ho?
A mundane phrase, yet it sparked a mont of trance in Shirley Miller’s heart.
Could that be considered the ho that she shared with Carson Flores?
Our ho?
Shirley Miller started the car and drove in silence until they were near the neighborhood.
Instead of going straight ho, she stopped the car by the eateries on the outskirts of the community.
Carson Flores asked in surprise, “Do you want to buy sothing?”
Shirley Miller shook her head, “You haven’t eaten yet, let treat you to dinner.”
Realizing, Carson Flores smiled, “There’s no need for that.
I’ll just whip sothing up when I get back, you know my cooking skills are quite good.”
Shirley Miller insisted, “Let’s do this, I’ll join you.
I’m not full myself.”
Since Shirley Miller insisted, Carson Flores didn’t refuse.
“Hotpot, is that okay?”
“Sure.”
The two sat down in the hotpot restaurant, and Carson Flores, without being formal with Shirley Miller, ordered a table full of dishes and ice-cold beer, then looked up and asked, “What drink would you like?”
Shirley Miller replied, “I’ll have beer as well.
I can just leave the car here and drive it out tomorrow.”
“Okay!”
Once the food arrived, they started enjoying the hotpot.
Looking at Carson Flores across the table, Shirley Miller suddenly asked, “Your ti in the military wasn’t as an ordinary soldier, was it?”
Carson Flores smiled, not hiding anything, “Yes, special forces soldier.
I was part of a special unit that carried out unique missions.
We weren’t many, and ordinary people generally didn’t know we existed.”
Shirley Miller realized, no wonder Carson Flores was able to procure a pair of earrings with a listening device.
Such gadgets were clearly not sothing an ordinary person could obtain, and Carson Flores possessed a disposition, that calm and composed deanor even when faced with life and death, or the fall of Mount Tai.
“Are you very skilled?”
Carson Flores took a big bite of his food and laughed, “If you’re referring to fighting, then yes.”
Shirley Miller’s movents while eating beca much more gentle, a pleasing sight, “Can you talk about your past life, or if you’d rather not, it’s okay not to say.”
Carson Flores picked up his beer bottle and poured for himself, “I’m an orphan.
My master found and raised , taught how to fight, how to practice dicine.
At the age of 22, he conned into joining the special forces, and I stayed for five years.
I’ve recently retired and returned ho…”
Carson Flores suddenly beca agitated, “That old man, fearing I would co after him, actually ran away.
He left just a letter, informing that he had arranged a match for .
He even took my salary card with him.
I almost didn’t have enough money to co to Polgel!”
Listening to Carson Flores’s irritated tone, Shirley Miller pictured him in an empty house, full of grievances with nowhere to vent them.
The corners of her mouth involuntarily curled up, her mood inexplicably lifted.
“I’ve never t your master.”
Shirley Miller smiled and said, “Sounds like your daily interactions must have been quite interesting…”
Carson Flores snorted, “That lazy old man was sothing else.
He’d often run off, leaving alone at ho when I was just a few years old, not even worried that I might be carried off by wolves.
When he finally did co back, he would just slouch in his chair all day, and I would have to look after him, doing all the chores.
He wouldn’t work to earn money, and life was miserable.
Moreover, in his note this ti, he said that he ran out of money before and had to borrow a sum from your grandfather to keep us fed…”
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