“Damn it! Who the hell interrupted me?”
Amelia rolled off the bed in a flash, her distinct eyes fixed on the direction of the door.
Peter comfortingly patted her shoulder and whispered, “Darling, don’t get angry. I’ll go and check.”
As he approached the door, he saw a man in military attire holding a drenched woman in his arms, standing right in front of him.
“Who are you?” Peter inquired.
He couldn’t help feeling that this man’s gaze towards him was icy, as if they had some unresolved conflict in the past. But he was certain that he had never met this person before.
Ignoring him, Gordon walked straight to Amelia, who was sitting on the couch, still holding the woman in his embrace.
“Cousin, could you take care of her for me? I need to go patrol. I’ll come to pick her up tomorrow.”
With that, he gently placed the woman on the sofa.
“What? Me? Take care of her?”
“Come on, cousin, are you kidding? You know I’m a carefree person. Don’t you… Wait a minute!”
“Kate? How could she be here?!”
Amelia’s jaw dropped in shock. Kate had suddenly gone missing in Akloit, and Amelia had searched for her for a long time without any success. So she returned to Onistead.
Unexpectedly, she appeared right in front of her.
“Alright, I will take care of her!”
“Okay, then I’ll leave.” Gordon took a glance at the two and walked away with peace of mind.
At the construction site in Onistead, although the weather was cold, the atmosphere here was bustling with activity.
There were about a hundred people at this construction site, all impoverished individuals who had migrated from rural areas to work in the city. The gathering of men in such places often led to dirty jokes being exchanged.
“Jerry, you came back last night, it was almost midnight! Were you having a good time somwhere?”
A bright and cheerful voice sounded behind them.
“Jerry has high standards. By the way, Jerry, how have you managed to stay single for twenty years?”
The person who spoke wore loose ripped jeans and a dusty t-shirt. His hair was dyed golden, and his youthful face made him appear to be in his early twenties.
His name was Trey, a friend Jerry had made on the construction site. He was fairly reliable, except for being lecherous.
Jerry glanced at him and a touch of seriousness appeared on his somewhat dark face. “You can’t learn innate talent like that.”
The crowd was stunned.
It took them a moment to realize that Jerry was actually boasting about himself.
Playfully, they laughed.
“I just discovered there’s a goddess living nearby, even though I haven’t really seen her face clearly, her figure, her chest and legs… tsk tsk, couldn’t be more perfect.”
Trey crossed his arms, his face showing a hint of lecherousness.
“A goddess? Come on, kid, this is the old city area. Most of the people who live nearby are migrant workers. Where would a goddess come from?”
At the words, Jerry’s heart trembled slightly. Could he be talking about that woman?
Being doubted, Trey immediately swore.
“I guarantee she’s a real goddess this time. That girl was wearing a black fitted skirt, stepping in high heels. Her waist was so thin that I could hold it with one hand.”
“Stop bragging.”
Just as someone was about to refute, Trey exclaimed in surprise, pointing to the adjacent alley, “Really, don’t believe me! Look… look, my goddess has appeared again.”
Jerry also curiously looked up.
He was tall, and could almost see the delicate and charming figure without even lifting his head.
The woman was wearing a black suit with a matching fitted skirt, the white shirt giving a high curve, making her waist even more slender.
Below the knees were fair and delicate legs in seven-centimeter heels. She was walking somewhat slowly.
That face with familiar features.
Wasn’t it Danielle?
Wasn’t she supposed to be in jail?
Danielle looked at the bright blue sky above her head, why did she still feel the fear of being peeped in broad daylight?
She instinctively turned to look back, the alley behind her was still empty.
A light morning breeze blew faintly.
Suddenly, she noticed two figures on the wall, an old and a young one, the young blond youth was staring at her with widened eyes.
The goddess noticed herself, Trey felt excited and whistled loudly, putting a finger to his lips.
“Beauty, what’s your name? Can we chat on Line?”
Damn.
Where did this little rogue come from?
Danielle was furious and fiercely glared at him. “Just call me lady, no need to add.”
It wasn’t that she looked down on the migrant workers, she just looked down on the men who casually flirted on the street and wanted to add her on Line.
Trey hadn’t expected the goddess to have such a fiery temper!
After being scolded, Trey felt a little dejected and withdrew his gaze, complaining to Jerry, “The goddess has such a temper, can’t afford to mess with her.”
He gazed foolishly at the departing figure and replied, “Hmm,” as his gaze went beyond the high wall, the black figure had walked far away.
The figure on high heels walking on the cement floor gradually became smaller, until it disappeared in the noisy sound of machinery at work.