As the hull swept across, the disk was shattered by the waves into pieces of golden debris. The sun was shining on her face while a gentle breeze was blowing on her face, which made her feel relaxing and comfortable at the same time. However, at this moment, a huge force washed over her from behind. Clarissa opened her eyes wide in horror as she fell down like a kite with a broken string. The golden sun pierced her eyes. She could not see clearly what was happening on the deck. She could only see a shadowy figure enveloped in golden light. "Plop", she fell heavily into the sea, as the sea water filled her ears, nose, and throat, making her choke so hard that she almost fainted. Suddenly, something grabbed her wrist. Someone lifted her waist and scooped her up with force. Clarissa forced herself to open her eyes and saw a familiar figure. The overwhelming seawater blurred his facial features, but somehow, she was still able to see the person in
When Jameson went back at that time, he only told them that there was business to deal with, but he did not tell them that it was personal matters. So he just said indifferently, "I've already taken care of it. But there is still some unfinished business over here, so I came." He paused and looked at Anderson. "How's everything? Is there any news from that side?" Anderson looked at him and said in a low voice, "3 p.m." Jameson frowned. "3 p.m.?" He thought for a while and said, "Then I'll go with you." Hearing this, Clarissa subconsciously wanted to refuse. Although Lauren had briefed her in advance, she was not willing to bother Jameson too much. Unexpectedly, before she could say anything, she saw Anderson nodding his head. "Okay." She glanced at Anderson. Since he had agreed, she could only swallow her unspoken words. Because they had made an appointment to go there together at 3 p.m., Jameson did not stay here any longer.
Upon hearing Harrison's words, everyone was stunned and looked at each other speechlessly. This was because Anderson and Harrison had known each other since a long time ago and were quite familiar with each other. They could have asked him for help when they came to F Country, but they couldn't do so because of Mark's involvement and the relationship and the interests between the few parties was too complicated. The reason why he didn't inform Harrison was that, on the one hand, he did not want to put Harrison on the spot. On the other hand, he was afraid that if Harrison was really related to the Sapphire family it would only alert him to cover up the facts. Therefore, he didn't tell him in advance. Since Harrison had already said so, Anderson was not in a position to turn him down bluntly. "No. We still have some important matters to attend to. We were just walking around. We won't disturb you any further." He said placidly. Harrison smiled faintl
"Now, once there is a loss of balance, not only the Lost Vanguard but also the Hampden family will suffer losses. Therefore, I really want to find out who is behind this and find out the murderer. But unfortunately, I haven't found out much." Anderson frowned when he heard that. "Even you couldn't find it out?" Speaking of this, Harrison's expression darkened slightly. "Yes, there will always be someone better than you in this world. For the past few years, I've always thought although our family does not have a monopoly on this territory, we do have a control over it to a certain extent which could not be underestimated. But I didn't expect..." He sighed. Since Harrison had said so, no one doubted him. They looked at each other, and then Anderson said, "Well, you will take charge in this matter. Please update us, if there is any news." Harrison nodded his head. He suddenly looked at Clarissa and smiled. "Now that you're done with y
"It's getting late. We should go." Harrison also stood up and suggested, "Since we are all here today, why don't we have a meal together?" Clarissa refused coldly, "No need, we still have something on." Then, she took the lead and walked out of the room. Her attitude was obviously a little repulsive. Harrison touched his nose, feeling a little disappointed. Anderson glanced at him and did not say anything. They had known each other for quite a long time, therefore, they could reach a tacit understanding at a glance. Harrison smiled and said, "I would have to trouble you to help me to persuade her. Clarissa hates me, but she will listen to you." Anderson pondered for a moment and said, "I will do my best, but I will also respect her decision. No matter what her final decision is, I will not interfere with it." He was effectively turning down Harrison's request without expressly saying so. Harrison had no choice but to nod his head a
Clarissa nodded and looked in the direction of the ward. "How is grandpa?" When it came to this, Gimmy's face instantly became sombre. He sighed. "He doesn't have much time left. You should go in and have a look. Remember to make a long story short." Clarissa nodded. She stepped into the ward. Anderson, Jameson, and the others were waiting outside the door. They did not follow Clarissa into the ward. They knew that at this time, the only person Old Master Levine wanted to see was Clarissa. Therefore, the others had better not disturb them. Clarissa put on her hazmat suit and walked in alone. On the bed, Old Master Levine, who was on the verge of his death, was lying there with his eyes slightly closed. When he heard the sound of footsteps, he opened his eyes slightly and looked at her with difficulty. Clarissa stopped in her tracks. She had told herself to be strong, but when she saw Old Master Levine lying there, she co
As Old Master Levine's descendants, Gimmy and others could only follow his will. But despite the simplicity of the funeral, they had been busy with it for a long time. Clarissa didn't attend the Old Master Levine's body donation ceremony. She felt that it was a punishment for the living. After returning home in the evening, she locked herself in the room alone without having dinner. Clarissa was sitting on the big balcony. It would be the new year in two months' time. During the winter in Flaucford, the sky was especially clear. At night, the sky was filled with stars, twinkling in the dark velvet dome. At some point, Anderson had walked behind her. She knew that it was him without turning her head. "Everyone said that after a person dies, he or she will become one of the stars in the sky and always protect the person he wishes to protect. Do you think it's true?" She asked. Anderson who was standing behind her didn't make any response. After a
Following that was an even hotter kiss. They were being peppered on her collarbones and her chest. Clarissa was still in a daze. She vaguely felt that Anderson was acting a little strange today, but she didn't have much time to think about it. After god-knows-how-long, the love affair finally came to an end. Lying in Anderson's embrace, Clarissa was so tired that she couldn't even lift a finger. There was also a thin layer of sweat covering all over her body. At this moment, lying in his strong arms, she slightly raised her eyes and gave him a look. She said discontentedly, "You are not allowed to be in heat during the day in the future." Anderson let out a soft laugh. His slightly calloused fingers caressed her lips as he gently pressed them against hers. His voice was low and hoarse. "Are you destroying the bridge right after you crossed the river? I'm not the only one who was enjoying it just now." His low, magnetic voice made Clarissa's fa