“That’s not entirely it.”
Dustin’s reply was like a hit to Jory’s head. Apart from Nancy, who rejected his marriage proposal back then, the only other person who could always see through his thoughts was Dustin.
“If it’s just to deal with Larry, you’re really making a mountain out of a molehill. There’s really no need for you to go to such extent. Besides, according to the direction Norton Corporation is developing, it is definitely no simple task to put them in such peril. In fact, more than your reason for doing this, I’m actually more interested in how you managed to do it.”
Jory shrugged and with one hand on the back of his neck, he replied, “Can you sit down first? I have to strain my neck to look at you.”
Dustin took his hands off the table and pulled out a chair. With a serious look on his face, he sat down opposite Jory.
Jory gave an uncanny smile and said, “I got it all planned out.”
Dustin’s facial muscles relaxed as he let out a sigh. “Forget it. If you don’t feel like sharing, I wouldn’t force you to do it. You must have your own reasons for doing things. Just do as you deem fit. I’m not going to stop you… “
“Well, it’s not like you can… “ Jory interrupted him and continued, “We always want what we can’t have. I want to let someone know that she will end up losing everything she has because of a foolish decision she made… “ Jory straightened his collar with an air of pomposity.
“Oh, I have something to ask you.”
Dustin turned around and replied, “What is it?”
“Give me the address of Barrymore Group. I want to pay them a visit.”
When Joan left the previous time she visited, the advice she gave Nancy caused her to feel troubled for the next few days. Norton Corporation had already lost their fourth branch to S. According to her calculations, the Norton Corporation must have already lost close to 80 million.
The more she thought about it, the more she suspected that S was the man whom she rejected years ago. Fear crept up in her as she grew increasingly worried that Barrymore Group would be Alpire Group’s next target. Nancy grew more restless as her mind ran wild. She wanted to station herself at the company so that she could keep track of any unusual movements.
When she woke up, it was already 9 a.m.. As she saw sunshine permeating the room through the windows, she suddenly realized that she was late.
People tended to be more paranoid when in a state of fear. Sometimes, one might even feel that danger was just seconds away. Usually, Nancy would pose in front of her full-length mirror and make sure that she looked impeccable before heading out. However, that day, she simply grabbed a random blouse and went out without even checking herself out in the mirror.
As she was in such a rush, the woman had almost sped past the red light. As if she was experiencing a series of unfortunate events, her car suddenly broke down.
What made it worse was that it broke down on a narrow side road, resulting in a traffic jam behind her. Fortunately, there were not many cars which took that route. Nancy quickly got out of the car to check on the cause of the breakdown.
Jory had already spotted the red Bentley stopping in front of him from a distance away. As such, he intentionally slowed down, thinking that the car would be driven off by the time he got closer. However, that red car remained stationary.
A good dog does not block the road. What on Earth is the driver doing? Besides, Jory was on a mission to look for someone. Has the driver simply parked the car here and left? Jory poked his head out of the car window. With one arm outside the window, he looked at the car in front and noticed that the driver didn’t seem to be inside the car.
“Did the driver really treat this road as his parking lot? Where did he go to after leaving the car here?”
Jory got out of his car to check out the situation in front and realized that there was indeed no one in that car!
Just when he was worrying about how to get through, a petite figure popped out from underneath the car and was looking up at him.
“What are you doing?” The both of them asked at the same time.
“I asked you first,” Nancy insisted.
Not to be outdone, Jory replied, “Well, I think I was the one who asked you first.”
