Emmeline was zipping through the heavily congested road on an electric bicycle like a speeding bullet.

She went through five or six traffic lights, rounded a couple of corners, and finally arrived at the podium base of the Ryker Group’s building.

Emmeline was about to go up to the eighty-ninth floor after locking the electric bicycle and taking the package with her.

She went in search of Abel to compensate for the clothes.

Even though the suit she was holding was inexpensive, it represented her sincerity.

It was her fault, after all, that her chair had ripped his suit.

However, with a contemptuous expression, the security guard at the gate refused to let her in.

Looking for Mr. Ryker?

You must be mistaken, don’t you think?

“Mr. Ryker? Is that Abel Ryker?”

“That’s correct. It is Abel Ryker!” The security guard had an idolatrous expression on his face.

Abel was phenomenal. Everyone in the building, including the security guard, idolized him.

“Very well,” Emmeline replied, “if you don’t let me in, I’ll call him directly.”

Abel’s number, much to the surprise of the

to see

red light before I can get there,” Abel said, his deep, icy voice

Emmeline put her phone

security guard questioned, “M-Miss, who did you

Ryker,” Emmeline said, casting a sidelong glance at him. “Abel asked me to

sit down. I’ll

stand on ceremony. She sat down on

guard opened a large umbrella to

his car. He had no idea she was

time was extremely heavy—even an electric

she want to find me,

for the five hundred and sixty

of his mouth, and instantly a smile touched the corners

at the podium

drove the car into the underground

be gleaming, giving him the air of

help but

is so

wonder I felt like I was in love

his eyes as he looked

the security guard lectern, her pretty face as white as

stood behind her, holding a

security guard stood up even straighter as he watched Abel approach

head was once more directly under the

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