Chapter 737
Meanwhile.
Luther and Casey waited at the airport for a long time. After the flight they were waiting for hadnded
and all the people were gone, they still didn''t see the Miss Zora they were waiting for.
"President, could it be that we have missed it? After all, the flight arrived earlier than schedule today."
Casey looked around, "Also, we hadn''t seen Miss Zora even once at all. I had expected that there
would be someone else at the airport to pick her up, and we would just have to stop them midway. But
Miss Zora did not ask the organizer of the Summit to pick her up, either. We can only expect better luck
next time."
Luther looked disappointedly at the empty waiting area for departing passengers.
What was he expecting? He was simply too eager.
"Go." Luther said in a cold voice. If they did not go, more passengers from the next flight woulde
out.
They just wasted a trip today.
No, it wasn''t really a waste of time.
When he thought of the little boy who just hit him with a slingshot, Luther instructed again, "That little
boy just now. You go and find out which flight he was on, what his name is, where he is from, and who
his parents are."
Even though he just had a quick nce at him, when he thought about it now, he always felt that the
little boy just now, with his outstanding features, looked kind of like him.
That''s why he felt a sense of attachment, and even if he hit him with a slingshot, he did not get angry.
Although he did not know why the little boy hit him with a slingshot, did he also take him as a thug?
"Okay, President, I''ll get right on it." Casey couldn''t figure out why the president had to investigate a
little boy. However, in these four years, he had found it harder and harder for him to understand the
president.
The little boy just now, however, was unforgettably good-looking.
Casey stole a nce at Luther. Actually, the little boy just now looked kind of like the president. When
he grew up, he would surely be a charmer.
He sighed in his heart. What a pity it had been between the president and Joyce. Four years, the
president still could note out of the shadow of the past. Even he, a bystander, felt heartbroken
when he looked at the president.
As he walked to the parking lot, Casey suddenly remembered something and said to Luther.
"By the way, President, I think I saw someone when I was parking just now."
Luther turned around and raised an eyebrow, "Who?"
"I think I saw the young Mr. Roberts from Roberts Media. He had just finished parking his car and was
on the phone at the time." Casey tried to think about more details, "I think... I think his name is Kane... I
think that''s the name."
"Oh, so what? Roberts Media hasworking outlets all over the country. What''s so strange about the
youngest son of the Roberts family showing up here?" Luther wondered.
Casey exined as he respectfully opened the car door and invited the president to get in.? 2024 N?v/el/Dram/a.Org.
"President, the youngest son of the Roberts family has been known as a genius since childhood, but he
refused to inherit the family business, and refused to study journalism and media. It is said that he
loves electronic technology, and I am wondering if he is also here for the Summit?"
Casey started the vehicle and pulled out of the parking lot.
"What does it have to do with us?" Luther was not impressed. He propped one hand on his forehead
and instructed, "I''ll rest for a while. Let me know when we get to the hotel."
"Yes ... it did have nothing to do with us." Casey shrugged. The president had lost interest in anything
right now unless it had something to do with Joyce.
That said, Roberts Media and the Warner family were still somewhat rted, and they were sort of
distant rtives.
The Khebury branch of Roberts Media had previously worked closely with the R&S Group. After all, the
power of media and the inte could not be underestimated in these years. The Roberts Group had
also grown bigger and bigger over the past few years.