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.”

her phone and dialed Abel’s

building’s podium base. I’d like to see you, but the security guard

can get there,” Abel said, his deep, icy

then.” Emmeline

guard questioned, “M-Miss, who

casting a sidelong glance at him. “Abel asked me to wait for

“Please sit down.

ceremony. She sat down on the chair, her legs

guard opened a large umbrella to shield her

He had no

heavy—even an electric bicycle was faster than the luxury car he had spent tens of millions

want to find

for

of his mouth, and instantly a smile

arrived at the podium base,

car into the underground parking

to be gleaming, giving him the air of an all-powerful emperor while

couldn’t help but

is

wonder I felt like I was in love the first

his eyes as he looked at Emmeline from a

security guard lectern, her pretty face as white

her, holding a large umbrella to shield

security guard stood up even straighter as

head was once more directly under

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