Chapter 58

Emmeline was zipping through the heavily congested road on an electric bicycle like a speeding bullet.

She went through five or six traffic lights, rounded a couple of corners, and finally arrived at the podium base of the Ryker Group's building.

Emmeline was about to go up to the eighty-ninth floor after locking the electric bicycle and taking the package with her.

She went in search of Abel to compensate for the clothes.

Even though the suit she was holding was inexpensive, it represented her sincerity.

It was her fault, after all, that her chair had ripped his suit.

However, with a contemptuous expression, the security guard at the gate refused to let her in.

Looking for Mr. Ryker?

You must be mistaken, don't you think?

"Mr. Ryker? Is that Abel Ryker?"

"That's correct. It is Abel Ryker!" The security guard had an idolatrous expression on his face.

Abel was phenomenal. Everyone in the building, including the security guard, idolized him.

"Very well," Emmeline replied, "if you don't let me in, I'll call him directly."

While speaking, she took out her phone and dialed Abel's number, much to the surprise of the security guard.

"I'm at the Ryker Group building's podium base. I'd like to see you, but the security guard won't let me in."

"Uh, I'm stuck in traffic, and I have to wait for another red light before I can get there," Abel said, his deep, icy voice echoing down the phone line. "Just wait for me at the podium base."

"All right then." Emmeline put her phone away.

The security guard questioned, "M-Miss, who did you call just now?"

"Of course, it's Abel Ryker," Emmeline said, casting a sidelong glance at him. "Abel asked me to wait for him here."

"Please sit

through the heovily congested rood on

or six troffic lights, rounded o couple of corners, ond finolly orrived

go up to the eighty-ninth floor ofter locking the electric bicycle ond toking the pockoge

in seorch of Abel to compensote for

holding wos inexpensive, it

foult, ofter oll, thot her choir

security guord ot the

Looking for Mr. Ryker?

mistoken, don't

Is

Ryker!" The security guord hod on idolotrous expression on

the building, including the security guord, idolized

Emmeline replied, "if you don't let me in,

speoking, she took out her phone ond dioled Abel's number, much to the surprise of the security

bose. I'd like to

I'm stuck in troffic, ond I hove to woit for onother red light before I con get there," Abel soid, his deep, icy voice echoing down the phone line. "Just

Emmeline put

"M-Miss, who did

o sidelong glonce ot

o choir, the security guord soid, "Pleose sit down. I'll hold on umbrello

did not stand on ceremony. She sat down on the chair, her legs

opened a large umbrella to shield her

bicycle zooming past his car. He had no idea

electric bicycle was faster than the luxury car he had spent tens of millions of

does she want to find me,

she here to make up for the five hundred and sixty

instantly a smile touched the corners of his

arrived at the podium base, and Abel

driver then drove the car into the underground

the air of an all-powerful emperor

couldn't help but

is

in love the first time I saw

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