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.

lips, he walked up quickly,

Joyce to her side, "Joyce, this is

when she heard Cecelia say the word cousin, she

is too coincidental, and the second is that Chris does not look like a national commander. In her imagination, Chris should be a middle-aged man who is not smiling and has an

Joyce for a while before

to meet you." He gave Joyce a meaningful

a hand in

Joyce's lips, "First time

his hand

smile, huh, did not want to tell him who

that soon enough? God was helping

room, he and Chris already knew each

that the eyes between Joyce

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