The man in the car watched as the two walked into the hotel, then took his cell phone and dialed a number.
L City.
Golf course.
Everett, who was holding a golf club, watched the ball entering the hole.
The person next to him clapped hands, “Well done, Mr.Weston.”
Then a phone rang, Everett said to the person next to him, “Mr.Martinez, excuse me, I’ll take the call”
“Okay.”
Everett turned around and went in, handed the golf club to the administrator, and touched the answering button on the phone.
“Hello.”
“Mr.Weston, Mr.Smith now stays at the hotel where Miss Hadley is in”
There was no sound on the phone.The driver became nervous as he listened to the silence on his phone.
It was said that accompanying a boss was like accompanying a tiger.
The driver thought that anyone who followed Mr.Weston would have this feeling.
“When?”
“At eight in the morning, the two even went to breakfast together.’
“I see.”
The phone was hung up.
The driver felt relaxed as he listened to the voice on the phone that informed him the line was busy.
For a while just now, The driver felt like he couldn’t breathe.
Everett looked into the distance, took a bottle of water, unscrewed the lid, Visit https://novelebook.com to read the newest content, everyone! his dark irises was so profound and frightening.
Mr.Martinez had been waiting for Everett.
Hearing footsteps behind him, he turned around and smiled, “Mr.Weston, Visit https://novelebook.com to read the newest content, everyone! stopped near a white ball.
Mr.Martinez stood beside him, somehow feeling that something was wrong.
All of a sudden, the atmosphere seemed to have changed.
Facing Everett’s unfathomable eyes, Mr.Martinez’s heart thumped and felt as if he had been stared at by a snake, and a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.
“Hehe, Mr.Weston is joking.It’s not that I don’t believe in myself, but that you are too strong.’ “Oh?”
“We all know what Mr.Weston is capable of”
“Since you have said so, it would be a shame if I do not shot it further” Mr.Martinez’s face turned pale in an instant.
“Mr.Weston, that’s not what I meant…”
“Let me see how far my shot can go.”
Everett interrupted Mr.Martinez, then lowered his head, held the club, bent over slightly, and looked at the little white ball under his feet.
Two seconds later, Everet swung.
In an instant, the track of the little white ball jumped out was like a parabola.
Mr.Martinez followed the parabola and looked over, but he couldn’t see where the little white ball went.
“Mr.Weston, I’m going to take a look…”
Mr.Martinez turned to Everett and said. But before he could finish, he stopped.
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