What does he mean by that?
What do you mean there are other means besides that land?
And this hateful tone of his voice …
Not daring to think any further, Christine White held her breath and quietly hid behind the kitchen door to hear what else Hugh Dong would say next.
To her dismay, however, Hugh Dong didn’t say a word more for the rest of the day, only occasionally responding to the person on the other end of the line.
It wasn’t until a few minutes later, when Hugh Dong said goodbye to the other end of the line, that Christine White knew his call was ending and hurriedly hid her panic by pouring a glass of water and walking into the living room as if nothing had happened.
“Hugh Dong,” she raised a smile at Hugh Dong.
Hugh Dong didn’t know she was back, and when he saw her come out of the kitchen, his eyes changed slightly before he asked in a deep voice, “When did you come back?”
“Just now.” Christine White replied calmly.
Hugh Dong narrowed his eyes and asked with feigned indifference, “Just now? Then how come I didn’t hear the commotion of you coming back.”
“I told you to say hi, but you were on the phone and didn’t hear me, I guess.” Christine White sipped her water and walked over to the couch and sat down.
Hugh Dong gripped the cell phone in his hand tighter, his gaze locked on her face, “Really, so did you hear what I said?”
“No.” Christine White met his eyes calmly and naturally, “When I came back, you were standing on the balcony, holding up a cell phone without saying a word, and if it weren’t for the occasional hmmm or two, I would have thought you were asleep instead of talking on the phone.”
As she answered, she also pretended to make a face like she was recalling the scene, trying to prove that she had indeed heard nothing.
Hugh Dong deeply looked at her for a while, indeed also did not see from her face and eyes after the look of weakness or lying, serious expression finally dispersed, changed back to the usual frivolous look, “There is no good, I’m talking about the company’s confidentiality, in case you listen to tell the President Lane how to do! ”
“I’m not that classless.” Christine White rolled her eyes, deliberately pretending to be disdainful, but in reality, she was greatly relieved.
God knows how hard it was for her to pretend she didn’t hear anything.
Especially when she met his skeptical eyes, her heart was simply beating like thunder, and she didn’t dare to breathe too loudly, fearing that she would accidentally reveal her inner panic and nervousness, and thus he would notice that she was lying.
Luckily, though, her acting skills were quite good, and she actually managed to muddle through.
“Che, you love President Lane so much that you love him so much that you can even give up your dignity, who knows if you will betray me for President Lane.” Hugh Dong said half-jokingly and half-truthfully.
Christine White was reticent for two seconds, then smiled, “Don’t worry, I won’t betray my friends.”
But the haters … Not so much.
“That’s all I need from you, well, I should get going.” Hugh Dong straightened his tie and picked up the file bag on the coffee table and headed for the door.
Christine White got up and followed him, “Is that what you came here for?”
She looked at the file bag in his hand, which was separated by a layer of vellum so she couldn’t see what was inside.
But looking at the bulging outline, it should be information, or a very thick pile of it.
“Yeah, what’s wrong?” Hugh Dong clipped the document bag to his armpit.
Christine White shook her head, “Nothing, there’s something I wanted to talk to you about.”
“You say.” Hugh Dong looked at her.
Christine White lowered her eyelids, “It’s that I may have to stay with you for a long time, do you promise?”
Hugh Dong flinched for a moment, then laughed lightly, “Christine White, are you stupid? I said before that you can stay here at my place as you please, so why are you suddenly asking me this again?”
Christine White’s eyes flashed, “Nothing, just worried you forgot what you said then.”
“Heh, I’m not that forgetful, is there anything else?” Hugh Dong asked again.
Christine White shook her head, “Nope, take your time.”
“Well, I’m off.” Hugh Dong waved his hand and walked out the door of the apartment.
Christine White watched him with a smile until he disappeared into the elevator entrance before she closed the door behind him, and at the same time, the smile on her face slowly disappeared and turned into a coldness.
She had planned to move into her newly rented suite tonight, but to her surprise, she had heard that phone call from him.
The content of that phone call disturbed her so much inside and she couldn’t get over it, that’s why she suddenly changed her mind and planned to stay, trying to see if she could get some other clues.
The piece of land that Hugh Dong said on the phone just now should be the piece of land that Baird Lane had an accident with this morning, and if she wasn’t wrong, judging from what he meant by that, it was the piece of land that Baird Lane had bought, which he had arranged!
In other words, he was the one who set up Baird Lane to buy that land with the intention of making Baird Lane eat it.
And that’s not all, Hugh Dong said clearly to the other end of the phone, there will be means waiting for Baird Lane in the future, and spoke with a hateful tone, so it can be seen that Hugh Dong is definitely not just an ordinary look at Baird Lane, but has a grudge against him!
The thought of it made Christine White’s mind as unsettled as a mess.
She thought that if she hadn’t stumbled upon this phone call from Hugh Dong, she might not have known that Hugh Dong actually had a vendetta against Baird Lane, and that he was actually hiding it so well!
“Hugh Dong …” Christine White whispered the words, something was calling out in her mind.
But she’s not sure because she has no proof that Hugh Dong, and the Dong family behind him, are The Lane Family haters hiding in the shadows.
After all, the last time Baird Lane went abroad to see Owen Dong, she didn’t find anything wrong with Owen Dong, and she also met Owen Dong, on the day of the old man’s funeral.
Owen Dong, while looking old, bears no resemblance whatsoever to the old man The Lane Family has a vendetta against, and is not the same person at all.
So she really can’t be sure if the Dongs are The Lane Family’s enemies unless she finds proof …
Christine White gazed over to Hugh Dong’s room, as well as his study, her heart beating like a drum, beating so fast it was like it was about to jump out of her throat.
A person’s room and study tend to hold his most important things.
If Hugh Dong and the Dong family behind him are really The Lane Family’s enemies, it’s not a given that there should be any clues in his room and study.
Thinking about it, Christine White held her breath and walked towards Hugh Dong’s room door. Obviously, she was the only one in the whole set of apartment, but she still looked like a thief, her heart was weak, after all, she had never done this kind of thing before, and Hugh Dong had never apologized to her, and there was always a guilty feeling deep inside her heart when she did this.
But that guilt is no match for her strong desire to find out who The Lane Family’s enemies are, so she has no choice but to do it even if she feels sorry for Hugh Dong.
“I’m sorry Hugh Dong…” Christine White whispered an apology, then reached out her hand to grip the door handle and twisted it with force, only to find that the door was unlocked and could not be twisted at all.
Christine White was all confused for a moment; would anyone unlock their own door in an apartment they didn’t live in regularly?
The average person, I don’t think so, right?
But doesn’t that also indirectly mean that there is indeed something in this room that cannot be seen by anyone.
Christine White bit her lower lip, let go of the knob, and headed back toward Hugh Dong’s study door to see if it was unlocked as well.
But in the end it turned out that she was right, the study was really unlocked as well.
Looks like Hugh Dong is really suspicious.
Should she tell Baird Lane about this discovery, or not?