Christine White took a deep breath and took the words to heart, “I understand, and we’ll proceed with the IVF procedure as soon as possible.”
“That’s good, there’s nothing next, so I’ll take you home.” Ives Norton said as he looked at his watch.
Christine White didn’t say no and thankfully agreed.
Ives Norton dropped her off at the bottom of Hugh Dong’s apartment building and left.
Christine White went up there and started installing listening devices in various hidden, and unobtrusive, corners of the living room.
Once the installation was complete, she clapped her hands together, grabbed the remote and turned on the TV.
A news story happened to be playing on the TV, and Christine White looked at it and realized that the news that was playing, actually had something to do with The Lane Family Group.
So, she immediately dismissed the idea of changing the channel and sat down to watch it seriously.
The news was about the land, which had been expropriated by the state archaeology department, which meant that the land had been a complete loss.
Not only that, but The Lane Family Group’s stock market is also unsettled, having been down since yesterday, and by now it’s down several percentage points.
She knew little about the stock market, but a few percentage points she could read.
A few percentage points is several hundred million dollars, plus the land’s billion or so, in these two short days, The Lane Family Group has lost more than two billion dollars, and there is no stopping the trend, if this goes on, what will become of The Lane Family Group, she does not dare to imagine at all.
“Baird …” Christine White gripped the remote tightly in her hand, worry written in her eyes, worry for Baird Lane, worry for The Lane Family Group.
It’s just a shame that she can’t do anything to help.
Boom!
A sudden clap of thunder outside startled Christine White.
She hurriedly turned her head to look at the balcony, only to realize that the sky outside had actually darkened, and it looked like it was about to rain heavily.
Christine White remembered that she hadn’t put her clothes away yet, and hurriedly put down the remote control and ran to the balcony, ready to put them away.
But just as she gathered her clothes and intended to go back to her room, she suddenly glanced out of the corner of her eye to see a familiar Maimah coming up the highway downstairs from a distance.
That Maimah and the license plate on it, she’d recognize it in ashes, it was Baird Lane’s car.
So what’s he doing here all of a sudden?
Christine White stared downstairs for a while, seeing that the Maybach obviously stopped, but the people inside did not mean to come down from the car, she could not help but wrinkle her pretty eyebrows.
People come and they don’t get out of their cars, Baird Lane. What the hell is he doing?
Christine White was puzzled for a moment before turning back to her room and setting the clothes down in her arms before taking out her cell phone and walking out onto the balcony again, staring down at the car below while she dialed the number of the man in the car.
“Hello?” The man’s familiar low voice reached Christine White’s eardrums through the phone.
Christine White heard the exhaustion in his voice and her small mouth pursed in disbelief, “Where are you?”
She asked.
In the car, Baird Lane rubbed his distended temples and returned, “Downstairs from you.”
“Then why don’t you get out of the car?” Christine White asked again.
Baird Lane made a movement in his hand, then rolled down the window and looked up.
That look just met Christine White’s gaze and instantly made everything clear.
Turns out she’d known he was coming and that’s why she’d called to ask where he was.
“I just casually drove my car here and will leave in a few minutes.” Baird Lane said in a faint voice.
Christine White withdrew her eyes from looking at him and shifted to the darkening sky, “I see, then you should leave now, it’s going to rain soon.”
At that, Baird Lane’s thin lips pursed.
This woman, knowing he’s here, shouldn’t she have called him up?
I can’t believe he was told to get out of there!
Is she that desperate to let him go?
“I don’t need you to remind me, I’ll go myself.” Baird Lane returned a little less cheerfully.
Christine White didn’t bother to think much about why he was upset, will the wind was already blowing, she squinted her eyes, “Okay then, be careful on your way, it’s blowing, I’m going back inside.”
With that, she closed the balcony landing and went inside.
Baird Lane saw how dryly she walked away, and a cold huff rose in his heart.
This woman, when it comes down to it, doesn’t have any attachment at all!
Thanks to him, he had come over to see her and wanted to meet her.
I didn’t realize that she was reacting that way!
Disgruntled, Baird Lane dropped his cell phone and placed his hands on the steering wheel, preparing to drive away.
But the moment he had just started the car, he suddenly felt his head spinning, and immediately afterward, his tall body fell heavily onto the steering wheel.
As he fell, his forehead accidentally hit the button in the center of the steering wheel, and the car immediately let out a shrill honk.
The honk was heard by Christine White, who suspiciously pulled open the floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony and looked down again, frowning when she saw that Baird Lane’s car was still parked and not gone.
What did he mean by that honk?
Say hello to her before you leave?
Without giving it much thought, Christine White closed the floor-to-ceiling window once more and went back to her room.
Wow!
It was pouring rain outside.
Christine White rubbed her arms, feeling a little chilly, and turned the heater on before curling up on the living room couch and continuing to watch TV.
I don’t know how long it was, but just as she was drifting off to sleep watching TV, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Christine White came to her senses with a jolt and asked in the direction of the door, “Who is it?”
“Hello Miss, I’m a staff member from the property.” The person outside the door replied politely.
Christine White yawns and walks over to the door and opens it, “Hello, how may I help you?”
“Miss, do you recognize the owner of the Maybach downstairs?” The property owner inquired.
“Recognize.” Christine White nodded subconsciously, but soon she reacted with wide eyes, “Wait, did you say Maybach, that Maybach hasn’t left yet?”
“Yes, just now when we were making our rounds, we noticed the car was occupying the road, so we were going to go over and see if there was any contact information on the car to get the owner to move the car, and what we didn’t realize was that the owner was in the car and it wasn’t doing too well.”
“Things aren’t going well?” Christine White’s heart stuttered as a great unease hit her.
“Yes, the owner of the car had a fever and we tried to contact an ambulance for him, but he said nothing and instead asked us to come up here and find you, so …”
Before the property owner could finish his sentence, he saw Christine White rush out of the room and run in the direction of the elevator.
In the elevator, Christine White clenched her two hands tightly together, her whole body’s eyes red with anxiety.
How could she not have imagined that Baird Lane had been downstairs all this time without going away, and with a fever?
If it weren’t for the apartment’s property patrol, he might not have even been noticed and then kept on running a fever.
What he would do then, she couldn’t even begin to imagine!
Ding!
The elevator is here.
Christine White temporarily pushed down the worry in her heart and rushed out of the rain to Baird Lane’s car.
It was raining heavily and she hadn’t brought an umbrella with her, the clothes and hair on her body soon got wet, clinging to her body and face, and the cold made her shiver.
But she couldn’t care about that anymore, all she could think about was Baird Lane.
“Baird!” shouted Christine White anxiously as she banged on the car window, calling out Baird Lane’s name.
The window was quickly rolled down and Baird Lane’s face, red from fever, was revealed.
He looked at Christine White, who was soaked to the bone, and his pupils contracted for a moment, then he burst into a rage, “Christine White, what are you doing down here?”