As for the person who released the news, on the one hand he was watching the little miscellaneous fish floating on the surface of the water like a drama, on the other hand he was secretly monitoring Chi Jun and Aze, keeping track of their every move.
Close your eyes.
From the looks of it, he really believed in Bo Jinghan's disappearance this time, so he sent out his strong generals to search for him secretly. But for some reason, he always had a hunch that Bo Jinghan's disappearance was a trigger, but
His strong premonition told him that even if Bo Jinghan's fuse burned, it would not burn her.
She will come back, for sure!
And her return will definitely bring him an incredible shock.
Terence is not a person who does things based on his feelings, but he is very convinced by the feeling of danger that he feels every time he is in a critical moment, which makes every cell of him excited. And such sensitivity
It felt like he had escaped countless disasters because of this.
It's just that his current perception, although it was good news, did not make him happy at all. On the contrary, it made him subconsciously more alert.
It is good news for him that Bo Jinghan can come back, but it is also bad news.
If she really comes back, although the plan can continue to be implemented intact, there must be variables that he cannot control, and these variables are exactly what he least wants to see. Plus he really wants to
Seeking to seize the power from Bo Jinghan and Ivan, bring them into his own hands, and change the three-legged structure of the temple that has lasted for countless generations...
Leaning on the sofa, Terence let himself fall into the most comfortable position into the rocking chair covered with snow-white fox fur without a single hair. He let the chair sway slightly and followed the drowsy feeling.
The rhythm of sleep gradually falls into a state of contemplation.
As time passed, he finally straightened out his thoughts and came back to his senses.
However, as soon as he regained consciousness, he pressed the button on the business machine at the corner of the table and called in the special assistant who had been guarding the door.
"Master, are you looking for me?"
"Well," he muttered. Terence reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, but did not open his eyes. After alleviating the sore feeling in his eyebrows, he raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the table and said, "Take that document."
Go and let the people below do what you want. Take out the envelope from the document and hand it over to Butler Aze who is next to Miss Bo alone. Give it to him and let him handle it. You don’t need to ask about other things.
Already."
The man who was meticulously dressed, more elegant than a personal butler, and neater than a company white-collar worker, bowed to Terence respectfully.
Without saying anything more, without asking any more questions, he softly said "yes" and left the room.
When he went out, he did not forget to close the heavy door.
Terence, who looked slightly pale, was left alone among them.
Watching the door gradually closing, Terence looked up at the gleaming, gorgeous crystal chandelier on the ceiling.
For a long time, his eyes were blurred, a crooked, evil and weird smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he clenched his fists slightly.
Silent whisper:
——Cynthia, don’t let me down!
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"Butler Ze, this is what Mr. Terence asked me to give to you."
After going downstairs, the man walked through the atrium and arrived at the small villa on the west side of the house. He handed an envelope with a wax seal to Aze.
