Isabella Weaver was both angry and amused. She called the secretary, Nina Landon, to bring a set of n’s work attire from the company and have her change Alexander Parker’s clothes.
"Cousin, you change it for !"
"I don’t have ti! Thanks to you, my mom was sent far away by you, and I just found her today. I need to go to the airport to pick her up!"
"I’ll go with you!"
"No need!"
"I’ll go apologize to your mom! And on the way, I can tell you about Austin Winters!"
Isabella paused her steps; she couldn’t refuse this offer.
She frustratingly pulled off Alexander Parker’s loose hospital gown and dressed him in a shirt and suit jacket.
Alexander Parker started getting excited again, staring unblinkingly at Isabella Weaver: "Cousin, you’re so violent. I want you to tear my clothes every day."
"Grace, co over and kiss him!"
"Cousin, I was wrong!"
"Grace, push him. We’re heading to the airport!"
"Cousin, I haven’t changed my pants yet!"
"The pants aren’t dirty."
"But it feels weird wearing it like this!"
"Grace, change his pants!"
"Cousin, I suddenly think this mixed style is very fashionable. What do you think?"
"Shut up!"
"Oh."
...
At the police station, Harry Hunter sat on a chair while the chief stood opposite him, speaking nervously: "Young Master Hunter, you really didn’t need to co in. You’ve had our people involved throughout these cases, and we know you’re innocent!"
Harry Hunter’s expression was indifferent as he stared at his phone, looking at the various ssages sent by his subordinates.
A few ssages caught his attention:
"Alexander Parker escaped from the hospital and entered the Young Madam’s office."
"Alexander Parker vomited all over himself, and the Young Madam changed his clothes."
"Alexander Parker was taken to the airport by the Young Madam."
"Alexander Parker..."
Harry Hunter stood up coldly: "Connor, let’s go!"
Connor imdiately responded, then turned to the chief and said: "The Young Master will step out for a while and co back later. Chief, rember to keep this confidential. You know what happened to the previous chief, right?"
The chief felt like crying. The previous chief supposedly privately sold Harry Hunter’s personal information, leaked Hunter Family secrets, and was supposedly eaten by pigs.
Who would believe such a reason!
People eating pigs are common, but pigs eating people? Never heard of it!
It had to be Harry Hunter playing coy, acting like the wolf disguised as a sheep!
Connor looked at the chief’s expression, very satisfied with his Young Master’s intimidating power. In the future, he’d have to co up with more stories to spread around; the more ridiculous, the better!
The pair made their way to the airport and happened to see Alexander Parker apologizing to Shiely Morrison.
"It’s all my fault that Aunt Morrison was frightened. My cousin has already scolded harshly. I shouldn’t have made the decision to send you to the retreat."
"Is your health better? Is the doctor accompanying you responsible? I specifically chose a wellness expert for you. I heard from Director Valley that your body was too worn out for dication to help. Only recuperation would work, so I presumptuously sent a doctor to you. Please don’t mind."
Shiely Morrison looked a bit better than before, even gaining so weight. She was puzzled for a long ti when she was suddenly sent abroad, supposedly under her husband’s na, for a retreat.
After all, her European husband was rely a business partner, not really a husband.
Isabella Weaver’s eyes were red like a rabbit’s, having cried already when she saw Shiely Morrison. Now, she was supporting her, watching Alexander Parker put on a good act of being compassionate.
It was not easy to witness Alexander actually speaking human language for once!
As she listened, she suddenly felt an unexplainable chill around her. Turning her head, she saw Harry Hunter standing right behind her!
He seed as cold as ice, ready to freeze everyone present at any mont!
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