Chapter 138


    Chapter 138 Must Be A Beauty


    At Club Aurora, Romdale.


    “Mr. Sce, you seem a little absent-minded today!”


    The person next to Christopher looked at him as he picked a card. He then looked at the card he


    picked and looked faintly pleased. He put the card among the cards in front of him and flipped it over to


    reveal it. Christopher did not say anything. He nced at the card he picked, slid it aside with his finger,


    and picked another card from the deck.


    The person whose turn was after Christopher said, “Mr. Sce, are you homesick?”


    “Mr. Lambert, don’t say that. Mr. Sce doesn’t look like a person who’d be homesick!” The person


    who spoke earlier smiled jokingly before saying, “I see what it is about. Mr. Sce is thinking about the


    person at home, and not the home itself!”


    The man sitting opposite Christopher smiled and said, “The woman who’s able to make herself stay in


    Mr. Sce’s mind must be beautiful.”


    The people at the poker table were all from Sce Corporation Romdale Branch. They were Timothy


    Lambert and Lincoln Foster, who was Yorick’s nephew. The man who sat opposite Christopher was


    Howard Young. Yorick had made a very careful arrangement for Christopher since thetter arrived in


    Romdale. He took care of a lot of things for Christopher. From clothing to food, lodging, transportation,


    and even entertainment. Every arrangement was made meticulously.


    The arrangement was so meticulous that Christopher could only ept it.


    Lincoln learned that Christopher did not return to Juxshire on Saturday, so he arranged for a poker


    game. He invited Timothy and Howard to join in the game and apany Christopher to have fun.


    They all had a high position in Sce Corporation Romdale Branch and were Yorick’s right-hand men.


    Lincoln answered, “Mr. Sce, why don’t you bring that person here to Romdale? We can all be


    amazed by her beauty then.”


    Christopher frowned slightly. He nced at Lincoln and said calmly. “You think you deserve it?”


    Lincoln’s smile stiffened. He said, “I don’t deserve it, Mr. Sce. However, I only said that for your


    sake. If she can be by your side, then you won’t have to worry about her all the time and have to go


    back to Juxshire every week.”


    After he said that, Lincoln signaled Timothy with his eyes.


    Timothy picked up a card and casually said, “Mr. Foster has been discharged from the hospital and is


    expected to return to thepany next week. Mr. Sce’s task here is done. It’s not necessary to


    bring someone to this remote town to suffer difort. It’s only natural that you will be more


    comfortable in Juxshire.”


    Christopher still did not say anything.


    He satzily in a chair with his eyelids drooping, making it hard to tell what he was thinking. He casually


    put his hand on the poker table and flipped a card between his fingers.


    Lincoln nced at Christopher and tried to ask, “When are you nning to go home, Mr. Sce?”


    Christopher had only been at Sce Corporation Romdale Branch for half a month, so he knew


    nothing about thepany. He only went to thepany every day during his first week in Romdale.


    After that, he would not show up at thepany if there was no video conference with the


    headquarters.


    He slept in the hotel and yed games during the day. At night, he would ask them to take him to


    various ces to eat and have fun.


    In Lincoln’s view, Christopher was just a foolish dandy son of a rich family. His stay in Romdale held no


    danger to Lincoln.


    However, Yorick thought otherwise. He felt that Christopher staying in Romdale posed a hidden danger.


    Therefore, he wanted Christopher to leave as soon as possible.


    Yorick would return to thepany to take care of everything next Monday, so Christopher naturally no


    longer had to stay in Romdale.


    However, the headquarters didn’t send a transfer order. They could not possibly ask the headquarters


    to do so. They had to probe Christopher for an answer, hence the arrangement for a poker game that


    day. Christopher nced at Lincoln again and smiled. “Are you driving me away, Mr. Foster?”


    Lincoln hurriedly waved his hand in denial. “How can I do that? Romdale is your home, Mr. Sce. You


    can stay for as long as you want. I’m just afraid that you will not get used to staying in Romdale. I don’t


    want you to feel ufortable.”


    Even though Christopher was foolish, he had a bad temper. He would smile at you at the moment but


    look at you with cold eyes the next. Lincoln would sometimes get scared by the look in Christopher’s


    eyes.


    Christopher smiled. “Don’t be nervous, Mr. Foster. I’m just kidding!”


    He then picked a card and shrugged. “Of course, I want to go back to Juxshire sooner. However, Mr.


    Foster, you also know that it’s Kendrick, my elder brother, who has the final say in Sce Corporation.


    He was the one who forced me toe here. I can’t go back without his order now, can I?”This is property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Christopher sighed with a sad expression and a frown on his face after he said that.


    Lincoln observed his face and thought it did not seem like Christopher was lying. Christopher seemed


    to be quite dissatisfied with Kendrick when Lincoln heard his tone.


    Lincoln heard from Yorick that Sce Corporation was a family business with a history of hundreds of


    years. Its business scope involved many industries and had a deep foundation beyond outsiders’


    imagination. However, Sce Corporation could only be inherited by the eldest son.


    In this case, it was only natural for Christopher to be dissatisfied with Kendrick. He was also a member


    of the Sce family but had no say in thepany just because he was born a dozen yearster. No


    one would be satisfied with that.


    Howard smiled and said, “You are his younger brother, Mr. Sce. He will care about your feelings and


    will naturally tell you toe home if you ask him.“


    Christopher just chuckled and said nothing.


    Lincoln saw the disdainful expression on Christopher’s face and became even surer of his guess.


    Christopher’s phone rang precisely at this moment. He nced at the screen and saw that it was an


    unknown number.


    He picked up the phone before he looked sideways at the person sitting on the left side behind him. He


    then said, “Mr. Sinew, I have to go outside to take this call. Please take my ce.”


    The person Christopher called “Mr. Sinew” was Cameron Sinew, who was originally Lincoln’s


    subordinate. Lincoln arranged for him to be Christopher’s assistant when the man first came to


    Romdale. Christopher was quite satisfied with him, so he promoted Cameron to a higher position. He


    made sure to bring this man with him wherever he went.


    Now, Cameron was in the same standing as the other men at the poker table.


    Christopher then went out of the private room with his phone.


    Lincoln’s expression darkened immediately. He nced at Cameron and sneered. “Cameron, I never


    expected you to be able to y poker with us at the same poker table!”


    Half a month ago, Cameron could only sit behind him, serving him coffee and cigarettes.


    Cameron looked calm. With a respectful smile, he said, “I have to thank Mr. Foster for my promotion.”


    Lincoln’s expression eased a little after he saw Cameron’s attitude. He asked, “Who has Mr. Sce


    seen recently?”


    Cameron said, “He sleeps in the hotel during the day and ys games. He only goes out to have fun at


    night.”


    He paused before he frowned. He said, “However, a young girl has been pestering Mr. Sce recently.


    It seems that she came from Juxshire.”


    “Oh?” Lincoln raised his eyebrows and asked, “What kind of girl?”


    “Very young. She should be in her early twenties. She looks pretty.”


    Timothy saw through Lincoln’s thoughts at a nce. He turned to look at Lincoln and smiled tacitly


    before saying, “Mr. Sce really is no good. It’s not nice to treat such a young girl coldly. Remember to


    let him know


    the next time you see the pretty young girl, Cameron. Tell Mr. Foster to do his job as the host nicely as


    well.” Cameron immediately understood what Timothy meant and nodded with a smile. “Understood,


    Mr. Lambert.” Lincoln was thirty-three years old and had been married for many years. His daughter


    was now in elementary school, yet he had not changed his demeanor. He had many mistresses,


    especially young women in their early twenties.


    Meanwhile, Christopher walked to the empty courtyard and answered the call.


    “Mr. Sce, Ms. Livingstone has signed the contract.”