Chapter 595

Claire looked around and sighed.

Then she took a deep breath to muster up her courage.

Taking a glance inside, she walked in.

“It’s quite beautiful here. The owner has good taste.” Claire muttered as she entered the house and saw the decoration of the house.

Then she thought of something and muttered, “Oh, god. Mateo didn’t tell me where Arthur was. How can I find him? The house is so big that Arthur is hard to find.”

And with that, she called out softly, “Mr. Jarrett! Mr. Jarrett! Are you there? It’s Claire. I’m here.

“Mr. Jarrett! Arthur! Hank’s father!”

She shouted more and more loudly.

No one responded, and she said, “Forget it. I’d better sit on the sofa and wait for a while. After all, he is Hank’s father. I should give him a good impression.”

Then she sat down gracefully on the sofa in the living room and waited quietly.

Claire was pretty today, wearing a rosy sleeveless dress with a V–neck.

Highlighted by her fair and flawless skin, she looked even more beautiful than ever. The skirt just covered her knees, revealing her slender, white calf. It was very hot today, so she used a butterfly clip to attach her black hair, revealing a smooth and delicate neck without any

wrinkles.

From afar, she was a graceful and poised woman of indeterminate age.

Approaching her, you would find her rapidly typing a stream of complaints on her phone:

[Oh my god, Cherise, you have no idea how long I spent in the car to get here. And that wasn’t enough. Since I got here, however I called out, no one has responded. I know he’s a powerful man with a lot of work to do, but he should have been punctual. How could a man leave a beautiful woman like me sitting on the sofa, waiting so long?

[And his assistant ran off even without bringing me to him.

[What’s more, the guards here all look stern, and none of them are willing to speak.

I

she sent was just an ellipsis.

Claire sighed, “Well, my daughter is no help at

recent calls for Arthur’s number and called

phone answered after a while, “Hello.”

him

Claire let out a breath. “Hello, Mr. Jarrett, where are you? I’ve arrived at your house.

end of the phone paused for a few seconds before he slowly

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Claire shouted in confusion, “Behind me?”

spoke, she turned around and looked around, “No one is here. Where

up, upstairs, second floor.”

up immediately and

the railing on the second floor, quite

he would wear a suit and leather shoes

casual clothes: a white short–sleeved polo shirt and black quick–drying pants. He was less overpowering than usual, but more friendly and stylish.

Well, Mr. Jarrett, I’ll come…”

her, “No–need. I’ll go down.

followed what Arthur said and nodded in agreement.

walking down the stairs. Only then did she realize that she was still holding her phone to her ear. Before Arthur approached, she quickly put it in her

was delayed by something. Have a seat. You

finished speaking, he gestured gentlemanly for Claire to take a seat.

thought, ‘Come on! Man, who are you? Anyone would be nervous before you. But she didn’t dare to say it out loud. She nodded politely to Arthur and

Claire sit down, Arthur took a

not close, but not far either. It was close enough for them to see each other

rare to have such top–notch

front of the sofa was a white marble coffee table with a tea set that was

out and began to

him and thought, ‘Hank’s father is

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