As Jara spoke, he poured himself another cup of tea. "Uncle Poick, send Mr. Mills out," he said after a mouthful of tea. Hearing that, Uncle Poick walked in from outside and looked at Isaac with a conflicted expression. "Mr. Mills, please." Isaac stared at Jara. "Alright. I'll leave now," he responded after a few seconds. After that, he turned around and left. However, he abruptly came to a halt as he approached the door. With his back turned to Jara, he added calmly, "I know I can't help you in this situation, but Emmeline is not only your girlfriend but also my friend. So I'll do everything I can. Don't worry. I'm not going to drag my family into this, and you can't stop me from thinking." After he finished his words, Jara didn't say anything. Only then did Isaac strode away. Jara, on the other hand, remained seated. After a while, he took out his phone and dialed a number. "Maxi, I have something to discuss with
Anne had an inherent beauty; after all, her parents were all really appealing. She wouldn't look too bad no matter what. However, she still began to pay attention to her figure. Clarissa recently found that she had been quietly reducing the amount of food she ate, especially meat. She only ate vegetables and fruits that were low in calories. Hence, Clarissa couldn't help but feel a bit helpless. After all, she knew that adequate nutrition, not appearance, was the most crucial factor for children Anne's age. Therefore, she would make every effort to let Anne to eat more meat at every meal. Anne knew she couldn't avoid it, so she simply ate the meat that was placed in her bowl. "Mommy, who is daddy talking to?" she asked, intrigued. Clarissa gave her a gentle glance and replied, "You kids don't have to know about our matters." Hearing that, Anne responded with a nod. "I'm done eating," she said after she swiftly ate up the food
Anderson hugged Clarissa tightly and said in a low voice, "Silly girl." Reaching out her hands, she also wrapped her arms around his waist and held him tight. Since they had made up their minds, they would not delay any longer. What's more, Jara didn't give them too much time to consider. Therefore, they would fly to Eflium early the next morning once they had made up their minds. Jara's territory was situated at Eflium. This location was in Santianz, and it was quite remote. It was for this reason that it became Jara's territory. It was three o'clock in the afternoon when Clarissa and Anderson arrived in Eflium. In the summer, the scorching sun shone down on them, causing them to sweat excessively. They noticed numerous men in black standing in front of them as soon as they stepped off the plane. The group of men walked toward them as soon as they saw them. "Excuse me, are you Mr. and Mrs. Jordan?" Both of t
After all, this was an important matter that could not be resolved quickly. Later, Anderson said, "Alright. Let me think about it. I'll get back to you later." Jara didn't seem to expect Anderson to be able to make a decision so soon. As a result, he nodded and stated, "I've arranged a room upstairs for you two. You can have a rest after dinner. Let me know if you need any assistance." "Although we have a lot of grievances previously," he said after a brief pause, "please consider it carefully this time for the sake that I saved Clarissa a few times." Hearing this, Anderson gave Jara a glace. There were way too many emotions in that glance. Eventually, they both averted their sight, and Anderson muttered, "Okay." Later, Anderson and Clarissa went upstairs together. Of course, they were going to have dinner in the castle as well. Jara ordered that a variety of delicious meals be served to entertain them. He had also opened two
"Have you made up your mind?" Jara said as he took the towel from the servant next to him, wiped his hands, and walked over. Both of them nodded. "Since that's the case, let's go to the meeting room to chat," Jara suggested, taking a deep look at Clarissa. Only then did the three of them walk into the meeting room. The three of them discussed about it until late that night. No one outside had any idea what they were talking about. They only knew it was the next morning when they came out again, and the sky had already turned bright. At this moment, in a beautiful manor thousands of miles away. In a hushed tone, a guy respectfully lowered his head and reported to the man sitting in the rattan chair, "Anderson and his wife went to Eflium yesterday and spent the entire night talking with Jara. They're rumored to be working together to deal with the Icarus Association." The man lay there with his eyes closed. The warm morning sunshine sprinkl
As Jara spoke, he took another sip of wine, only to find that the bottle had been emptied. Thus, he threw the bottle away, grabbed a new bottle, and continued drinking. "It was them who did the dirty work before to Clarissa; she is your wife after all. She didn't die in the end because she was fortunate enough to meet me. What if she didn't? Anderson, do you think you can still say these words so calmly now?" Anderson frowned slightly. It had to be mentioned that Clarissa's accident was the reason he was willing to give up his company affairs and cooperate with Jara. But after all, he was no longer a green hand and an active young man. He was now a mature man who could see the big picture and had a well-thought-out mentality. He was well aware that both parties were exhausted at this stage. No one would be able to obtain any benefits if they continued to fight. Therefore, it was better to end things in a better way. In any case, the Icarus Ass
However, Jara did not move. Instead, he took another sip of wine and said, "She won't die." Yes, that was the only thing he was sure of. The other party had gone to such lengths to set up a spy ambush. However, he was willing to sacrifice the spy who had been hiding for so long to apprehend Emmeline. Such a guy, who had gone to such efforts to catch her, would not let her die so easily. It was also because of this that Jara had the patience to attack the Icarus Association bit by bit. In fact, he did so because he had already made two preparations. Firstly, if Emmeline was really not in the hands of the Icarus Association, he would devote all of his effort to destroying them, finding the secret traitor, and tracking down her whereabouts. If they were lying while Emmeline was still in their hands, the second plan would be implemented. However, they were hesitant to let her go due to some significant benefits. Now that he was pu
Someone brought them coffee as they sat down. After serving the tea, the waiter left respectfully. "Mr. Holland, long time no see," Skylar said to Jara as he picked up the cup first. Jara slightly narrowed his eyes and lazily leaned back against the chair. He also raised his cup, saying, "Mr. Witt, you are so good at hiding. I thought you had died in the fire four years ago. It appears that you are still alive." Skylar guffawed and exclaimed, "Fortunately, God blessed me with mercy, so I was able to survive. Otherwise, how could I possibly sit down for coffee with you today?" Immediately, Jara's eyes turned cold. "Don't talk nonsense. Where is Emmeline? The negotiation will only go on if you give her to me! Otherwise..." he said in a low voice. Hearing that, Skylar also narrowed his eyes and put down his cup. "Otherwise?" The atmosphere abruptly became cold. It seemed strained as if a taut string was about to snap at any momen