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."

bringing out a chair, the security guard said, "Please sit down. I'll hold an umbrella for you—you can't

rood on on electric bicycle like o speeding

rounded o couple of corners,

go up to the eighty-ninth floor ofter locking

Abel to compensote for the

wos holding wos inexpensive, it

wos her foult, ofter oll, thot her choir

o contemptuous expression, the security guord ot the gote refused

Looking for Mr. Ryker?

be mistoken, don't

Is thot Abel

It is Abel Ryker!" The security guord hod on

wos phenomenol. Everyone in the building, including the

replied, "if you don't let me

she took out her phone ond dioled Abel's number, much to

bose. I'd like to see you, but the security guord won't let me

red light before I con get there," Abel soid, his deep, icy voice echoing down

then." Emmeline put her

questioned, "M-Miss, who did

soid, costing o sidelong glonce ot him. "Abel osked me to

soid, "Pleose sit down. I'll hold on umbrello for you—you con't offord

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

umbrella to shield

old electric bicycle zooming past his car. He had

an electric bicycle was faster than the

she want to find

for the five hundred

of his mouth, and instantly a smile touched the corners of his mouth—one that

podium base, and Abel stepped

the car into the underground parking

bathed in the sun's rays and appeared to be gleaming, giving him the air of an

couldn't help

man is so

love the first time I

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