Chapter 594

The car carrying Claire was driving slowly on the road.

She was sitting in the back seat alone. Arthur’s assistant, Mateo, was sitting in the front passenger seat, and the driver was driving, expressionless.

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About 30 minutes had passed since they left Chivers Residence, and it was unclear what the destination was. It seemed that the car would not stop at once.

Claire looked out the window. Outside the car, apart from the flat, wide, and endless road, there were uninterrupted warm yellow streetlights.

Some occasional cars whizzed by.

Thinking for a while, Claire turned to Mateo, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, and asked, “Excuse me, sir. Where are we going? How long will it take to get there? It feels like this road never ends.”

After Claire finished speaking, she looked at the deserted surroundings and had some uneasy feeling.

Mateo, who had just sent a message about work, turned to Claire when he heard her voice. “Ms. Garcia, Mr. Jarrett has a special status, so the place for your meeting should be private. Sorry to keep you waiting, but we are almost there. Just about 10 minutes away. Please be patient.”

Mateo spoke politely.

“About 10 minutes? Okay then. I thought… Okay, thank you.”

Mateo nodded to Claire. “You’re welcome, Ms. Garcia. By the way, I’m Mateo Quinn.”

Mateo’s words made Claire feel like he was easy to get along with, not stiff and pretentious like those officials. She felt a little relaxed. “Okay, Mr. Quinn. It seems that you’re about my age.”

“What? You’re about the age of my son–in–law? Oh, forgive me. I meant you look more mature and sound

wish. Mateo,

“Okay.”

journey seem shorter,

car. Mr. Jarrett is waiting inside. I’ll take you in.” Mateo turned to Claire in the back seat as the car

got out of the car.

the car, she realized that this was a private residence in the middle of nowhere.

in identical black uniforms stood at the gate, carrying weapons

was enough to frighten anyone who was

But Claire

She had lived in war–torn Astamia in her youth, so

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and indifferent.

is, right?” she asked Mateo, the only person she

This way, please. I’ll lead the way.” As he spoke, he gestured

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there, Mateo said, “This is Mr. Jarrett’s private residence. Usually, no one else comes here

here only a handful of times. And that goes for Mr.

watching the mountains, the water, the plants, and the trees of the residence

is the residence of wealthy people? Indeed. When one succeeds like him, power is everything. Money is nothing. This residence, I reckon,

this courtyard for Mr. Jarrett. Many of the mountains, rivers, flowers, and plants are similar to those in Mr. Dorian Finch’s courtyard in Larkston. There are also many precious books, classics, calligraphy, and paintings here, all of which were sent by Mr. Dorian Finch. He treats his apprentices

ago to pack up some things and will

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