Donald opened the door, took Daphne to the guest bedroom, and turned on the light, “You can sleep here. If you need anything, just tell me. It’ll be my pressure to help.”

Daphne nodded, “Thank you Mr. Shawn.”

Donald looked at her, with corners of his lips twitching, “Didn’t I tell you not to be so reserved?”

Under his gaze, Daphne couldn’t help but feel herself flushed. She looked sideways, opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn’t say anything other than “thank you”.

Seeing that she was still nervous, Donald pushed the suitcase in front of her, “Okay, it’s getting late. I won’t bother you. Just have a good sleep”

Daphne turned around and stammered, “Mr. Shawn, thank you...And good night...”

The smile deepened on Donald’s face, “Good night.”

While speaking, he closed the door of the guest bedroom.

Donald had just walked a few steps when the phone rang. It was Vincent.

He swiped and picked up the phone, “Have you caught him?”

Vincent said, “Yeah, we have captured him. How’s your injury? Didn’t you go to the hospital?”

As Donald walked to his room, he hissed in pain, “How can I go to hospital at this moment? It’s too embarrassing.”

Vincent sneered and said, “Knowing that it’s beyond your capability, you still rush to confront him. Certainly, you will get beaten.”

Donald untied his tie and threw it on the sofa, “You still think I’m such a savage just like you? I’m a gentleman, and Harris is Justin Conrad’s best hitman. I should be grateful since I’m alive.”

“Yes, Mr. Shawn is pampered. How can I put on a par with you.”

“It’s kind of mean for you to say that.”

Vincent didn’t bother to pay attention to him, “Fine, just handle it yourself.”

Before he hung up the phone, Donald added, “Hey, are you and Clarence, are you reconciled?”

we are still young kids? How can we reconciled just

said, Donald was amused, “Don’t you

Clarence chased his wife.

same, in my

it, “Then what’s your

“Is it interesting for two

you who started

what happened in the James family, you didn’t know how much risk I took

tons of story to tell.

to check out the bruises on his body. He later grabbed the medicine for bruises and sprains, and rubbed

that moment he remembered the expression of Daphne was about to cry when she treated the wound on his

Donald stared at the ceiling,

other room, Daphne

sudden change of unfamiliar environment, or

room next to her, she couldn’t control her mind to think about the bits and pieces of how they getting along. With that in her mind, she buried her head in the

a daze,

...

outside the house where Harris was locked, peered in through the glass on the door with no

“I have asked him. He didn’t say anything, and I checked his recent traces. After he returned to City N,

Clarence said, “Where has he

the rental house where he was hiding, he followed Daphne almost

about before he

shook his head, “We can’t find out. But there is news from the police. In the two days when Justin fell into the sea, someone saw him on

emotion in Clarence’s voice, “That means, he doesn’t even know if Justin is

Vincent finally understood that the reason why he wanted to capture Harris, was that he wanted to find out whether Justin was still in

saying, “Our men and the police have done many searches in the nearby waters. Either he made sufficient

remaining possibility, he did not

But everyone knew that.

very difficult for ordinary people to survive after falling into the sea, let alone

Clarence probably lost his interest in questioning Harris himself. He retracted his gaze

been seen in South Africa and Darnell James sent his

anything, turned around and said, “Send him to the police

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