CHAPTER 116

“Can I have your number, please?” Aman approached Veronica and asked for her phone number, but she turned away from him. “Excuse me, miss.” he asked again.

“You are excused,” she replied.

“Geez,” he shook his head and walked away.

“Hmph, every Tom, Dick, and Harry wants my number these days,” she murmured to herself and then walked up to a waiter. His handsome features struck her ego at once. Tall and charming, especially with the long ponytail he had. His thick eyebrows were an added attraction. If only he wasn’t a mere waiter, she wouldn’t mind asking him out on a date, she thought. “What’s with that ponytail?” she still ended up starting a conversation with him.

“It’s a wig, ma’am.”

“Eh?” she was shocked. “I should have known. What do you do by the way, other than serving drinks, I mean.” “I follow people from the shadows,” he replied with a blank expression.

“You mean…” she observed his expression. “Stalking?”

“Something like that,” he said, maintaining the poker face.

Veronica paused for a second and then ended up chuckling a little. “Haha, that was a good joke. What’s your name? I’m Veronica, by the way. Veronica Sterling.’

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Veronica. You can call me Shadow,” he said as he offered her a glass of Electric Blue.

the glass. “That can’t be your

faintly smiled

And then they couldn’t help but notice the flying drone carrying a big-ass box, hovering over people’s heads. “Kyaa!” everyone freaked out

nothing happened. Many people stopped running, and those who never ran

wrapped up in pristine, brown leather. The word ‘W’could be seen on top.

package, both Jacob and Elizabeth stepped forward. They had seen this happen before. Not just those two

bomb disposoal squad would take care of it, Jacob got there and took a closer look. It had the

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were filled with anticipation as he began

head and looked extremely tense. “Doesn’t he fear death?” The government officials next

the belts, the leather walls neatly fell to the four sides,

and looked around. “This isn’t a bomb, people. This is a

how most

waved his hand. “Come over here. You

standing right next to the box, there was no way a bomb could be inside, he thought. “You really are a special

gathered around the box, wanting to witness the gold. “Open it. Hurry up!” Langdon looked at the wooden box. “Mm? How do we open this thing?” “You push the top at an angle, and it will slide

moved. He pushed it with force, so

were warped really fast as a horrible smell intruded their nasal cavities and jolted their brains and

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