LORD CHESTER COMES BACK

The one who was asked was named Oswald, a department manager of the Skyhowl branch.

Obviously, he was a very clever middle-aged man, and immediately replied to Jun Chester, “There is surveillance on the roof, I will go to the surveillance room now and get the surveillance footage from the roof.”

Jun Chester nodded, “Send it to the President’s Office, only the footage from the last two hours is needed.”

Oswald respectfully said, “Yes, Mr. Chester.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Oswald ran straight to the surveillance room of Westeast Tower.

Lyvia looked at Jun Chester with some confusion, and asked, “Why are you checking the surveillance for no reason?”

Jun Chester said, “There was someone on the roof, it should be… a woman.”

Lyvia was even more puzzled.

And just at this moment, on the roof of Westeast Tower.

The woman dressed in a black robe slowly walked to the edge of the roof, her narrow eyes no longer held the depth of vicissitudes, but were filled with laughter.

Immediately, the woman leaped! With a swoosh, she landed on the rooftop of a residential building across the street from the rear building of Westeast Tower. From such a high place, she came down as lightly as a black feather. It was truly unimaginable!

Half an hour later, in the President’s office of Westeast Tower, Jun Chester had already watched the surveillance footage from the rooftop that Oswald had brought over, twice. Before this, Oswald had naturally seen the footage. It totally turned his world upside down. He was utterly puzzled that there were so many unfathomable martial artists in this world! Seeing Jun Chester’s unusually solemn face, Oswald didn’t dare to make a sound, standing aside, waiting for Jun Chester’s next orders.

Jun Chester pressed the space bar on his laptop. The surveillance footage on the screen suddenly froze on the front of the woman in the black robe. After enlarging it, Jun Chester stared unblinkingly at the woman’s narrow eyes. His expression grew even more solemn. For some reason, although this woman’s face was covered with a veil, she still made Jun Chester feel like he had met her before. And this feeling of familiarity was extraordinary. Because according to the woman’s height, she resembled someone very much. Especially her eyes! They faintly seemed to share some similarity with Jun Chester. Or perhaps, Jun Chester shared some similarity with this woman. Jun Chester even began to suspect that this woman was related to his mother. Could his mother, Iris, have a sister?

However, just as Jun Chester was thinking, a ringing phone suddenly interrupted his thoughts. After picking it up, he heard Andrew White’s voice on the other end: “Lord Chester, there’s something I need to report to you.” Jun Chester responded indifferently: “What is it?” Andrew White said: “South Lordran’s Matthew Simpson has delivered seventeen of the most wanted criminals from the surrounding regions of our country to the South Lordran Special Security Agency. Moreover, he personally sent his five most capable subordinates to the Octagonal Prison!” Jun Chester raised his eyebrows slightly and chuckled: “He knows his place.” Then he asked: “Is there anything else?”

Andrew White hesitated over the phone for a moment, then said: “I also learned that Matthew Simpson has transferred all of his assets to his daughter, Sandra Simpson. I suspect he’s preparing for a strategic retreat!” Given what had happened at Sandra Clothing’s exclusive store, which Andrew White was unaware of, this theory was naturally plausible. Jun Chester said: “Don’t pay too much attention to Matthew Simpson. I’ve met him before and his daughter is my classmate. Besides, Matthew Simpson has contributed to Lordran in the past. Since he’s now renounced his old ways, let’s let him be.” Andrew White on the phone was taken aback and said: “Yes, Lord Chester.”

After hanging up the phone, Jun Chester looked again at the woman on his laptop screen, thought for a moment, and instructed Oswald: “Check the surveillance footage around Westeast Tower again to see how this woman got to Westeast Tower. Ideally, find out what she really looks like.” Oswald complied, “Yes, Mr. Chester!” With that said, Oswald turned and left.

No sooner had he left than Theresa Hale walked in, her face full of irrepressible joy. In her hand was a folder. She walked up to Jun Chester and immediately said: “Garner Group has been acquired, here’s the acquisition contract!” Jun Chester only glanced at the folder and didn’t take it to heart. He asked: “What about Elsa Garner?” Theresa Hale said: “She’s gone.” Jun Chester squinted his eyes and asked: “Where did she go?”

Theresa Hale took a deep breath and said, “South Lordran! As far as I know, she’s going to South Lordran to attend an auction, but, she’s likely going there to seek reinforcements!”

Jun Chester laughed and asked, “What kind of reinforcements?”

Theresa Hale said solemnly, “Her son, Han Mills!”

Jun Chester shrugged, “Alright, we won’t wait for her to bring Han Mills to Dirtmouth, I’ll personally make a trip to South Lordran and meet Han Mills!”

Theresa Hale opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

Jun Chester said, “Speak your mind.”

Theresa Hale bit her lower lip, “Han Mills, he’s not Palmer Mills, not Martin Garner, not even Hugh Garner, he’s Han Mills, the one who is about to become a disciple of Mycintia!”

Jun Chester laughed, “Then I must meet him. The last time his father Ian Mills came to Dirtmouth, he was plotting a rebellion. It’s apparent that the Mycintia group is not to be trusted!”

Having said this, Jun Chester suddenly stood up and walked over to Theresa Hale. He reached out and stroked her delicate face, his fingers lightly brushing over her cheeks, eyebrows, nose and even her lips and chin. This sudden action left Theresa Hale in shock, her whole body tingling as if she had been struck by lightning.

Theresa Hale, a strong woman in the eyes of others, was blushing as if she had drunk too much wine, her shoulders trembling slightly and her long eyelashes were also trembling. Although her marriage contract with Jun Chester was forced by Elsa Garner, she had long accepted herself as Jun Chester’s woman from the bottom of her heart. Was the day she had been dreaming of finally here?

Her red lips trembled, her face as white as snow!

Theresa Hale swallowed nervously, her voice trembling, “The door… the door is still open. I… I’ll go close it. And, can you call Lyvia and tell her to leave for a while? With her around, I… I feel nervous. Also… can’t we go to a hotel? Why do it in the office in broad daylight?”

“?”

Jun Chester was full of question marks. Stunned.

He was just testing to see if Theresa Hale’s face could be disguised as Jenny Mills so she could accompany him to the Chronicle Spring Auction.

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But before Jun Chester could explain, Theresa Hale had already turned around to close the door. After closing the door, she kicked off her high heels, said hastily: “Forget it, don’t call Lyvia. If she’s here, she’s here. I don’t mind!”