In front of the girls’ dorms at Tissote University, the aesthetic design of the red Porsche complemented the straight, creaseless suit on the man.
On the balconies, the girls gathered in groups of three to five as they rubber-necked to look downward.
The sun had set in the West, and the skewed afterglow made it very uncomfortable for Johan. Taking off his sunnies impatiently, he checked the time on his wristwatch and gritted his teeth in frustration. He had been waiting here for more than an hour, but he didn’t even see Elise’s shadow.
Did this woman receive news ahead that I was coming and she’s hiding from me on purpose?
Initially, he wanted to wait here to ambush her, he would pop up in front of Elise, who had already taken off her mask, and watch her crumble in shame with his own eyes. The scene in his mind was enough to make the adrenaline rush through his veins. However, he could only whisk out his cell phone in annoyance and call the number given by his subordinates.
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