Chapter 1175


    “What are you doing in there?”


    She heard a man’s voice from above her head. Her heart sank, but she acted normal by looking into


    his eyes. ’What else can I do in the bathroom? If


    He gave her a doubtful look as if he wanted to find the truth in her eyes. Too bad she was no longer the


    naive youngdy she used to be. Now in her forties, she was no longer youthful and had long shed her


    innocence from her younger times.


    “Why are you here?” She looked away and went around him. Eric Dafoe stared at her but did not ask


    more questions. “There’s a dinner tonight.


    You’ll go with me.”


    That was not a question; it was an announcement.


    Lte wasn’t surprised at his attitude. He had always been like that. “Me again? You have an endless


    supply of women around you. Why do you always want me to go with you? Aren’t you worried that I’d


    stir trouble?”


    “Lte Bell, you are my wife!” Eric looked furious. He hated when Lte put on an uninterested look.


    She always seemed unbothered by the number of women he kept outside.


    She smirked at his words and leaned against the wall, staring coldly at him. “Wife? That’s an unfamiliar


    word.”


    “Cut the nonsense. Are you going or not?” he snickered.


    She pursed her lips but ultimately agreed to it. After all, she had to keep an eye on Eric in case he sent


    someone to assassinate Graham again.


    Eric left the bedroom and went into his study.


    “Sir,” the assistant lowered his head and greeted Eric right when he entered.


    Eric took a seat and asked, “Is Graham Walter dead?”


    The assistant’s expression froze in terror. “I’m sorry, sir. Graham Walter went missing, and we haven’t


    found him.”


    “You haven’t? What are you doing?” Eric was unhappy with his men and questioned their abilities for


    failing to get rid of Graham Walter.


    The assistant dared not utter a word. Worse, his phone buzzed at the wrong time, making him sweat all


    over.


    Eric nced at the unmoving assistant and said unhappily, “Take the call! What are you doing, standing


    there?”


    “Oh, sure.” The assistant quickly picked up the call. Soon, a smile appeared on his face. “Sir, Graham


    Walter showed up.”


    “Okay. So, you know what to do, right?” Eric looked intently at him. If his men failed to kill Graham


    Walter, they’d be good for nothing, and he would have no reason to keep them around.


    The assistant nodded furiously and was driven out of the study by Eric. Meanwhile, Eric sat in his chair,


    staring nkly at the room next door. No one knew what was on his mind.


    Back at Graham’s vi, Mr. Ortiz looked a little concerned. ’Miss Walter, Mr. Walter has juste


    home. If the outsiders learn about him, they might send someone to murder him.” In his opinion,


    Graham should be kept hidden.


    “Mr. Ortiz, since we’re here to look for Lte, we need some clues. If those people do not show


    themselves, how will we get the clues?” At the very least, they should figure out who harmed Graham.


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    In contrast to Mr. Ortiz’s worried face, Jenny was totallyid back. “Isn’t there a charity dinner tonight in


    Bayside City?”


    “Yes. There seems to be one,” he answered.


    Jenny stood up and beamed at him. “Get my dad ready. We’ll attend the dinner tonight.”


    “Huh?” Mr. Ortiz was confounded. “Miss Walter, shouldn’t wey low during these times?” They had


    attracted unwanted attention with just their presence. If they attended the dinner, they’d only attract


    more eyes.


    Moreover, Mr. Ortiz felt that Graham was in no mood to attend any charity dinner.