The car arrived at the apartnt complex a little past eleven o’clock.
She had just gotten out of the car when the headlights of another vehicle across the way shone on her fiercely.
She raised her hand to block the blinding light.
Suddenly, the dazzling brightness vanished, and Oliver Turner got out of the car.
Faye Townsend exhaled, her day had truly been busier than a president’s.
Right now, all she really wanted was to throw herself onto her bed, but why on earth had he co?
Oliver Turner walked up to her: "You really are busy, I’ve been waiting for you for two hours and fifteen minutes."
"I didn’t know that."
"Of course you didn’t, you didn’t even answer your phone when I called."
Only then did Faye Townsend rember that she had set her phone to airplane mode after going to the beach earlier.
She shrugged: "How did you find this place?"
"Didn’t I tell you before?
In Anchester, if I want to know soone’s exact location, half an hour is more than enough."
Faye Townsend’s gaze turned dim with sadness.
Yes, for people like him and Hunter Warren, finding soone if they truly wanted to wasn’t difficult.
Yet, when Hunter saw her at Henry’s house, he asked her, "Why are you here?"
That ant...he had never looked into her whereabouts.
So, even if she were to vanish from this world right now, Hunter would not care at all.
Oliver Turner interrupted her train of thought, gesturing upwards: "Aren’t you going to invite upstairs to sit?"
Faye Townsend leaned against the car with arms crossed and laughed: "Not really."
"That’s rather heartless of you, considering I set aside my work and waited over two hours for you."
"Can’t help it, in certain aspects, I’m quite an obedient woman.
Didn’t you say before, won shouldn’t just casually invite n into their hos?
I’ve always thought that was very sound advice."
Oliver Turner shrugged with a smile: "It seems I’ve shot myself in the foot.
The ’n’ I referred to are those who have ulterior motives towards you."
"And you’re not one of them now?" Faye Townsend’s smile at the corner of her lips beca more audacious.
"Of course not, I’m seriously pursuing you."
"Pursuing?" Faye laughed harmlessly.
"Director Turner, I don’t like this joking style of yours.
I’m a woman who has been abandoned before.
So I despise bastards the most."
"Comparing to that kind of man, isn’t that inappropriate?"
Faye Townsend fell silent for a mont, her eyebrows faintly raised.
"Do you know the young master of Sunshine Group?"
"Victor Jude?"
"I don’t know his na.
Today a man stopped , offering to keep as his mistress.
I heard he is the eldest son of Sunshine Group.
He also warned that you have a girlfriend and told to stay away from you.
On the way back, I thought it through carefully.
Our relationship has always been nothing more than mutually beneficial.
So, I think it’s best to keep so distance.
I really don’t want to be caught in such a beautiful misunderstanding again.
After all... I hate howreckers the most."
Throughout this speech, Faye Townsend kept a friendly smile on her face.
Oliver Turner knew she wasn’t angry.
She was saying all this just to keep him at a distance in the future.
"I don’t have a girlfriend," Oliver Turner said, hands in his pockets, looking at her with the deanor of a modest gentleman.
"Director Turner, there are so things I don’t want to spell out too clearly.
You’re a smart man, but there are things others will know even if you don’t talk about them.
I’ve heard many rumors about you from a lot of people.
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