Chapter 2125


    It had been a long while since Ist had this feeling. I wanted to be alone with Hendrix, stick to him, and do nothing. That was good enough for me. This was likely because the dull period between us had passed.


    "Not yet," Hendrix answered faintly, brought me to the gate, and headed for the parking lot.


    I spotted the ck business car Evan had driven. Hendrix opened the door and helped me in.


    There was no one in the car. On the passenger seat sat aptop. After Hendrix sat down, he picked it up and ced it on his knees, typing away on


    it.


    Soon, a series of photos emerged on the screen. Hendrix clicked on each of them and zoomed in while my eyes widened at what I was looking at.


    The person in the photo was none other than "me" entering a high-end club with different men. It was, however, obvious that the woman was not me.


    I noticed that thest photo was the iplete picture I had seen in the woman''s purse from before.


    The man, who only revealed half of his face, had finally untied his mysterious veil, and it was nothing surprising.


    It was Jordan.


    That man was best at enriching his strength and storing energy. He had destroyed the entire Marshall family the moment he made his move. If he was the one who had manipted everything in the dark, things would definitely make more sense.


    "Now that you know who''s behind this, are you relieved?" Hendrix asked with a rxed expression. He didn''t seem to be under pressure from Jordan. "A little." I took a deep breath and looked at the pictures on theputer, still puzzled. "Why bother? Jordan hated the Marshall family and wanted freedom. Now that he has achieved his goal, why is he still targeting us?"


    Hendrixughed mockingly. "Lunatics don''t act based on reason."


    "But this is disgusting." I vented my frustration by saying, "We could have had peaceful lives. Why does he insist on disturbing us from time to time like a fly that we can''t get rid of?"


    Even if I didn''t want to believe it, I had to admit that some people in life just didn''t wish for the happiness and peace of others. Any opportunity for trouble was not to be missed.


    Did he have to keep this up until one of us finally fell off the face of the earth?


    After the agitation, I gradually


    calmed down and turned to Hendrix, asking, "Shall we take the initiative to meet Jordan and see what it is that he wants? It doesn''t matter if it''s ''` money, reputation or an apology. We shall give them all to him. All hope is for him not to linger around us like a ghost anymore."


    Hendrix stroked my back and stared straight ahead. "His goal isn''t any of those."


    His tone was calm, but I could sense the weight in his words. I couldn''t help frowning. "Are you saying he''s here for us? To ruin us?"


    I decided to double back by saying, "No, there''s no reason for him to do so. There''s no irreconcble conflict between Jordan and us. We don''t owe him anything."


    Only one light was lit in the car, its meek light shining on Hendrix''s face. In his silence, I had no way to tell how he was feeling.


    Hendrix then straightened his back and put theptop aside. He took my hand and spread it open, writing on my palm with his finger.


    He stopped and asked, "Do you know what word


    I''m writing?"


    As I had been focused on what Hendrix might be thinking about, I did not pay much attention to what he was doing with my hands. I could only vaguely remember that a strokes resembled the word "Reid". Tentatively, I asked, "Reid?" Content


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    Hendrix lifted the corners of his mouth and narrowed his eyes. "That''s right."


    Then he lowered his head and continued to write another word.


    This time, I made sure to pay more attention to it, and before he could finish writing, I pointed out, "Roberts. Your name."Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.


    Hendrix did not raise his head until he finished writing thest stroke His dark eyes were as deep as a bottomless ck pool as he said, "Wrong. It''s still Reid. Both of them were Reid."


    "That''s impossible." I had been staring at his movements the whole time. There was no way I could have mistakenly guessed the word. "The second word is Roberts!"