Meanwhile, Joyce circled around Room Two and finally met Aaron.


    At first, she didn’t even dare to go up and approach him.


    Aaron was wearing all ck today, ck hooded sweatshirt, ck pants, ck hat, and even a ck mask. She had never seen him dressed like this before.


    The way he was made it more like a secret meeting.


    She was surprised, “Aaron, why are you dressed like that?”


    Aaron looked around to make sure Cecelia wouldn’t notice him. He pulled down his mask and lowered his voice, “Ms. Knowles, this is something Mr. Warner asked me to give you. Please deliver the stuff to the ce he specified.”


    He took a sh drive out of his pocket and handed it to Joyce. Then he put his mask back on and turned around and disappeared into the crowd.


    Joyce stared nkly at the sh drive Aaron handed her, simply speechless.This is from N?velDrama.Org.


    She couldn’t understand at all what Luther was trying to do.


    He certainly could not put much in a sh drive due to its limited storage, and Aaron was certainly not his best choice if he wanted to keep it confidential. Couldn’t he just send an encrypted email?


    Just what was this delivery job even all about?


    Nonsense!


    After Aaron left Room Two, he followed Luther’s instructions to the locker near Room Nine.


    With the password Luther sent him, he opened the locker and take out the gift inside that needed to be given to Charlotte, as well as a set of clothes.


    He walked into the dressing room, took off his mask, hat, and ck hooded sweatshirt, and put on a formal gray and blue suit instead.


    Immediately, he lookedpletely different.


    Then he walked to the entrance of Room Nine and waited for Charlotte.


    Sure enough, within a few minutes, Charlotte arrived panting.


    Inside the Capital Opera it was actually very spacious, so people usually had to park near the door from which you should enter the venue, otherwise you would have to run a long way if you thought you could get out of the car and walk around the doors.


    Tonight Charlotte walked from Room Two to Room Six, then from Room Six to Room Nine, andter on she would still have to return to Room Two from Room Nine. She basically had walked around the entire venue.


    She was so tired that her hair was slightly disheveled, her back was covered by sweat, and she looked pretty wretched all over.


    When she saw Aaron waiting for her in his suit, with a gift bag in his hand.


    She forced a smile and said, “Aaron, where’s Mr. Warner?”


    Aaron’s face was expressionless, “President is gone. This is what President asked me to give you.”


    After handing the gift bag to Charlotte, Aaron did not want to stay a second longer and immediately turned around to leave.


    Even one more look at Charlotte would pollute his eyes.


    However, he was particrly pleased to see how Charlotte was panting  just now.


    Although he didn’t know exactly what Luther’s purpose was, he was sure Luther didn’t care about Charlotte at all.


    Knowing this, he was simply willing to do whatever Luther asked him to do.


    Moreover, he had a hunch that Luther must be nning something big.


    After leaving Room Nine, Aaron got a call from Luther.


    “President, I have done all the things you asked me to do.” Aaron respectfully reported.


    “How’s Cecelia?” Luther inquired as he sat in the sports car, leaning back leisurely in his seat.


    “It went well. As you expected, Cecelia had an asthma attack on the spot and fell to the ground.  Ms. Knowles just passed by and saw her. She did first aid for Cecelia, and gave Cecelia medication, and now Cecelia is back to normal.” Aaron said.