The Man in Power After Being Married into Her Family by Adela

Chapter 4120

Quinn smiled. "I freed up my schedule today. I'll accompany you for lunch and take a stroll with you after that. I've already booked the restaurant, too." She then added delicately, "You should pack up now, Brother Charlie. I'll get the helicopter to arrive at the tarmac on the roof of your hotel in ten minutes." Charlie could only agree. "Okay, I'll change first."

Ten minutes later, a medium-sized helicopter from a general aviation company landed on the tarmac on the roof of the hotel, just as Quinn had said.

After Charlie boarded, the plane quickly took off and flew towards New York.

The distance from Providence to New York was only two hundred and thirty kilometers, so the helicopter only took an hour to fly to New York.

The helicopter soon landed on a small navigational site near Oskiatown in New York. A woman with black sunglasses approached Charlie, who had just gotten off the plane. "Mr. Wade, Quinn is waiting for you at the restaurant. Please follow me." Charlie realized that this woman was Quinn's agent, Dorothy. He nodded and thanked her. "Thank you for the trouble, Dorothy."

Dorothy replied respectfully, "You don't have to be so polite with me, Mr. Wade."

Having said that, she led Charlie to a Cadillac parked next to the helicopter.

She took the initiative to pull the back door open for Charlie. "Please get in, Mr. Wade."

Charlie went inside. Dorothy closed the door after he was seated, and

and blank-faced Caucasian male. He had black tactical sunglasses and an intercom headset on. At

understanding. He then drove to Oskiatown,

was very lively at this time of the day, with stores on both sides of the road doing

going, browsing the shops

front of an inconspicuous Oskian-style roast goose restaurant. Dorothy then said to Charlie, "M r.

for

her position doesn't allow her to pick you

exit. He looked at the roast goose restaurant, and quickly spotted a sign stating that business

native of Eastcliff, ask him out for lunch at an Oskian-style roast

pushed the

premises. Inside, he saw that the area of the first floor only spanned to around twenty square meters. There were only four booths in the restaurant, and half of

ingredients hung.

young man in a white uniform was the only existence on the entire first floor. He was busy playing with his phone. When he saw Charlie

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him and then went up the stairs to the second floor. The doubts