Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk Chapter 988: The Congested Airport Road

Stanton City.

Jasper Sinclair and Nora Northwood arrived at the airport by private jet, and the temperature was as consistently low as usual.

As the year-end drew near, small red decorations could be seen everywhere in the airport.

This ti of the year had the best flow of people.

Nora was surrounded by layers of bodyguards, both inside and out, ensuring her safety.

Curious passersby craned their necks toward this side, and so even took out their phones to take pictures, thinking they had encountered a celebrity.

After leaving the airport, Jasper sent Nora to the car, "Go ho and rest first, I’m going to et Professor Bishop."

"Okay, I’ll wait for you at ho."

Saying that, Nora squinted and smiled. When she smiled, the corners of her eyes ford crescent moons, and joy seed ready to spill out from this crescent.

"Call if anything cos up."

"Okay."

After that, the two briefly said goodbye, and Jasper took another car in the direction opposite to Nora’s.

In the car, the man adjusted his tie and kept his other hand in the coat pocket.

On this highway, the traffic was unusually congested.

Half an hour had passed since leaving the airport, yet the car was still moving at a snail’s pace on the highway.

Jasper glanced at his watch, then looked up at the convoy ahead, barely seeing the front end of the car.

"Why is it so congested today?"

The driver, with a layer of cold sweat in his palms, diligently replied, "As the year-end approaches, people from out of town are rushing back ho."

"Hmm, drive slowly and stay safe."

The driver looked through the mirror at the man in the back seat, seemingly unable to believe his ears.

The boss actually showed concern for soone?

The driver repeatedly confird that the person in the back seat was indeed Jasper Sinclair.

The cars ahead began moving, leaving no room for his imagination.

In the back seat, the man took out a financial magazine.

He flipped through it page by page, looking focused and serious, but no one knew his attention was not on the magazine at all.

If not for the worry of the antidote falling, Jasper would probably have gotten off the car directly and jogged to the research institute.

On the other side.

Nora was also caught in heavy traffic.

After more than ten hours of flying and prolonged traffic congestion, she was extrely fatigued.

A shade of blue was evident under her eyelids, a clear sign of not having adequate rest for several days.

She rubbed her brow and asked Francis, who was driving, "How much longer until we reach Crimson Hill Villa?"

"Given the current road conditions, at least an hour."

Nora: "..."

Had she known the road would be this congested, she would have had the helicopter take her ho instead. At this mont, even if she wanted to change her mind, there was no suitable helipad.

So, she asked Francis to pull down the partition and instructed, "Wake when we get ho, I’ll take a nap."

Nora clearly felt that her physical condition was changing; the degree of her sleepiness had increased almost double since the early stages of pregnancy.

Previously, she’d at least consider the occasion and persist slightly, but now, her eyelids simply wouldn’t lift.

Due to her ntal exhaustion, Nora quickly fell asleep.

Although Francis couldn’t see the situation in the back seat, he pretty much guessed that she was asleep, so he further smoothed out the speed of the car.