She had heard them talk about the Alvonia warlord commander-in- chief, Chris. Although they were distant relatives, they did not see each other much after all, and being in a foreign country, she was grateful to be able to receive a helping hand in a crisis.

She subconsciously looked toward the door.

And she was simply stunned!

Surprisingly... It was him!

A pair of dark gray eyes, gray trench coat, isn't this the man who just met in the hardware market, first helped her and then accosted her? He? That's Chris? What a coincidence!

Chris entered the base, casually took off his windbreaker jacket and threw it on top of the bench at the entrance with a dashing movement. He walked in with a stride and froze and froze again when he saw Joyce.

This is not the super special woman he just met? He was still regretting not being able to ask for her name, but he didn't expect to see her inside his aunt's secret base! It was simply too much fate.

on his lips, he walked up quickly, “Aunt, who is

this is your cousin, Chris. Chris,

when she heard Cecelia say

national commander. In her imagination, Chris should be a middle-aged man who is

at Joyce for a while before

He gave Joyce a meaningful glance and just pretended that the previous encounter at the hardware market had never

held out a hand

crossed Joyce's lips, "First time meeting, please

his hand and

smile, huh, did not want

that soon enough? God

Luther came out from the inner room, he and Chris already

keenly aware that the eyes between Joyce and Chris seemed

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