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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."

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

them was time-worn, and the cement on the walls was peeling off everywhere, revealing the red bricks inside. After weathering, the red bricks were graying

tone, Shandra rolled her eyes. "Mr. Ethan, do you know how much the building

be worth?"

compare to an estate in Russia would surely be worth

of this residential building alone must be worth over a million dollars," Shandra guessed. The building may be run-down, but the owner of it

developed, and every inch

people who owned residential buildings like these would not just have one. This building was not completely dilapidated, so it could still be rented out. Relying on the rental income

they lived here, so there was no need to rebuild

did not expect that the land alone would cost that much. If B City's land price was so high, this

houses were this run-down

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

go and ring the doorbell of 601." Shandra glanced at the documents.

not have much money to

would not have

not even give this family a single penny so

the file

had to defend her client with everything she could as a lawyer, this case still aroused resentment in

doorbell and waited for a few seconds before pressing it again,

no one's answering the door."

you contact her last night?" Shandra asked, but she knew that Yvette had a sense of responsibility and would do what she was

nodded. "I did, and she said

would be at home, but nobody opened the door

called her again, but nobody

She noticed that there were a few foreign people

resident of Unit 601?" Yvette struck up a conversation with

you?" The