Chapter 84


    Chapter 84 Is He A Professional Cyclist


    He was not exactly interested in Charlotte. The only reason he chose to follow her was due to the


    demonic energy he sensed from her when he first met her.


    He refrained from mentioning his suspicions about the demonic energy surrounding the young girl


    earlier in the living room, knowing that the Sundends would not understand his words and wanting to


    avoid causing unnecessary worry for them.


    Moreover, Emrys had been treated with kindness by Franklin throughout their interactions. In addition,


    Cordelia had shared with Emrys that the Sundends were willing to dedicate all their sales channels


    to promoting and distributing products from Cordelia Group.


    Therefore, it was imperative for him to take an active role in keeping Charlotte out of trouble.


    Emrys followed silently behind.


    As Charlotte quickened her pace, frustration and puzzlement filled her. Who exactly is this person?


    He’s even pushing a bicycle? What a weirdo!


    Beside an Audi SUV, stood two men and a woman.


    One of the young men, around twenty–two or twenty–three years old, wore sunsses, while the other


    two people appeared to be high school students.


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    They were waiting for Charlotte.


    “You finally arrived! We’ve been waiting for you for almost half an hour!” The girl named Shaynice


    Thankhew was the first to spot Charlotte.


    She ran over to Charlotte and enthusiastically grabbed her hands, revealing that they were best


    friends. “Sorry, Shaynice, I hadte lunch today,” Charlotte replied.


    “This is Kyril’s older brother, Lance Trump. He’ll be joining our trip to Mount Celestial. Look, this is his


    SUV,” Shaynice said, bringing Charlotte over and introducing her to the young man in shades.


    “Hey, Lance,” Charlotte greeted.


    “Hey.” Lance smiled and nodded.


    He could not help but size Charlotte up and was especially drawn to her fair and beautiful legs beneath


    the pleats of her skirt. Nice. What a sweet, innocent–looking high school girl.


    Lance’s eyes were filled with desire, but they remained hidden behind his sunsses, unnoticed by the


    others.


    On the side, Kyril Trump said, “Now that everyone’s here, let’s get going. I can’t wait to listen to Saint


    Yellowbeard’s chanting.


    The four of them swiftly got into the car.


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    Chapter 84 Is He A Professional Cyclist


    While driving, Lance asked curiously, “Is that Saint Yellowbeard really as miraculous as you


    mentioned?”


    “Of course. We went there oncest week, and when Saint Yellowbeard started chanting, it’s like a


    magical power that instantly envelops you, making us forget all our worries,” Shaynice exined in


    excitement.


    However, she soon noticed Charlotte kept looking back and could not help but ask, “What are you


    looking at, Charlotte?”


    “Oh, ehm… nothing.” Charlotte was checking to see if Emrys was following her!


    From a logical standpoint, it would be impossible for Emrys to catch up to an SUV while riding a


    bicycle.


    However, Charlotte could not shake off a strange feeling in her heart.


    It seemed Emrys was always trailing behind them.


    After passing through a rugged mountain road, the path ahead became rtively t. Unable to resist


    the urge, Charlotte looked back again and gasped in shock.


    “What’s wrong?” Shaynice asked.


    Charlotte pointed behind and said, “Look, that bicycle…”


    Shaynice also turned her head and looked through the rear window. She, too, widened her eyes in


    disbelief and eximed, “How is that possible?”


    They could see that the bicycle was closely following their SUV without falling behind in the slightest,


    and the people riding it was none other than Emrys!


    Charlotte covered her lips with her hand and murmured, “Is this Mr. Lund some kind of professional


    cyclist or something?”


    “Charlotte, do you know the man behind us?” Shaynice asked.


    “Well, his name is Mr. Lund. I don’t know his real name, but he had lunch at my house earlier today.”


    Shaynice’s eyes lit up. “This is so cool!”


    The road to Mount Celestial predominantly consisted of winding mountain paths, prompting Lance to


    exercise caution and drive at a moderate speed. Nheless, he maintained a steady pace of forty to


    fifty kilometers per hour. Yet, the cyclist was able to keep up throughout the journey. I can’t believe my


    eyes!


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