Ethan frowned in dissatisfaction when he heard how long it would take. "That's too long."

The interpreter listened to their conversation and said, "Yes, the train would be much faster."

"Do I look like someone who would take the train?" Ethan raised his eyebrows. If the assistant had not forgotten to book the ticket, he would have been sitting in the first-class cabin on the plane.

Airplanes, luxury cars, and cruise ships were his only means of travel. Nothing else.

The interpreter was silenced by his words.

The trains in Russia were nowhere as fast as the ones in A City. One would have to check in for the flight two hours in advance if one was going to B City, but one would only have to arrive at the rail station 30 minutes in advance.

Plus, getting from A City to B City on the train only took an hour or so.

Ethan opened his laptop and looked at the documents the interpreter had translated at the police station.

He did not dare be careless about Matysh's case, so he read it several times over, but he still could not think of how to win this lawsuit and protect Matysh.

He was even more curious about how Shandra would help Matysh deal with this lawsuit.

Ethan watched the car in front in silence.

It was the weekend, and there were many people out and about, so there was quite some traffic. By the time they reached B City, it was already three hours later.

Shandra's driver parked the car in front of a residential building.

Ethan saw Shandra getting out of the car, so he followed her and went up to her. "Ms. Cullen, is this it?"

Shandra glanced at the navigation map on her phone, and it showed the residential building in front of her. "This is it."

tongue as he commented, "They said that this country was impoverished and underdeveloped. I didn't notice that when I was in A City, but I didn't

and the cement on the walls was peeling off everywhere, revealing the

tone, Shandra rolled her eyes. "Mr. Ethan, do

much could such a run-down building be worth?"

building like this that could not even compare to an estate in Russia would surely

over a million dollars," Shandra guessed. The building may be run-down, but the owner of it could

that of A City, it was still developed, and every inch of land was costly. This residential building may be shabby, but the wealth and power of its owner should not

who owned residential buildings like these would not just have one. This building was not completely dilapidated, so it

like they lived here, so there was

He did not expect that the land alone would cost that much. If B City's land

houses were this run-down

that were full of holes, and he puckered his lips in

the documents. The mother of

must not have much money to choose to live

have chosen to

that unscrupulous boss did not even give this family a single penny so that they could wash off their crimes. They even framed the breadwinner of the

the

had to defend her client with everything she could as

waited for a few seconds before pressing it

one's answering the

she knew that Yvette

nodded. "I did, and she said that she'd be

said she would be at home, but

nobody answered after ten or

came to open the door. She noticed that there were a few foreign people outside, so she held the key in her hand and looked at them vigilantly

the resident of Unit 601?" Yvette struck

601? Who are you?" The middle-aged

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