Dave had overheard his sister’s phone call and became worried that she might be deceived since it did not sound like she was meeting a friend. While his sister was not paying attention, he sneaked into her room and found a note on her desk.

“Bro, my sister’s going on a date!” Dave said, already booking a ride on his phone. “Hurry, get in the car quickly and go after her!”

Zuko looked at him gratefully. He thought to himself that he would repay this great favor in the future.

In the car, he tightly held the note in his hand and read it repeatedly. It was the same hotel as last time—Best Level, the revolving rooftop restaurant. He did not need to think twice to know who had invited Lina.

In fact, during the last time there, Zuko had sensed that the way that person looked at Lina was abnormal. It was understandable, though. Lina was the kind of girl who was hard to resist.

But she was his wife!

Even though the marriage certificate was fake, his desire to be with her was genuine!

Zuko clenched the note tightly in his hand.

The car soon arrived at the entrance of Best Level.

Zuko had informed the manager in advance, so no one dared to stop him even with Fred present.

out

go up myself. None of

and arranged for everyone to stay downstairs and not disturb

elevator and arrived at the revolving restaurant. He quietly walked behind a decorative wall and observed the situation over

face. Fred poured a

you have something to say.” Lina’s voice was soft. “My husband doesn’t like people

suddenly stunned. The words “my husband” scratched at his heart like little

silent for

to probe. If Zeke was really Zuko, he would naturally have to find a way to get the Hamertons’ help

there are some

it?” asked

to Mr. Hamerton for some time now, right? I heard he

eyes flickered, and countless question marks flashed through her

heard? Who did he

purpose behind this

ultimate goal

him. “My husband’s born and raised in Jangasas. Why

answer caught Fred off

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