Marco, with a hint of innocence, shrugged, “Wasn't me...”
With no other option, Loraine proceeded downstairs, escorted by Jolie.
Upon laying eyes on the young man, Loraine instantly comprehended
Jolie’s description of the man’s eccentric demeanor.
He was a towering figure, powerfully built, with sunglasses on. He stood erect, his body taut, constantly
surveying his surroundings with vigilance.
This level of alertness was something Loraine had only seen in Rowan’s people. Moreover, his arms were
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtadorned with tattoos and a grizzled beard added to his intimidating demeanor, making him seem more
formidable than an average soldier.
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This didn’t seem Like an ordinary package delivery.
With a suspicious gaze, Loraine studied the stranger before her. He reciprocated her curious look before raising
his voice, “Loraine
Torres, correct? We have a package that needs your signature.”
Marco gave the man a scrutinizing Look. He whispered into Loraine’s ear, “He is a mercenary.”
Despite her best efforts to remain composed, she felt her confusion growing. What could possibly require the
escort of a mercenary?
Then it dawned on her.
Could it be the surgical robot she had borrowed from Solar Company under a confidential agreement?
“Who amongst you is Loraine?” The man’s wary gaze bounced between the three of them.
Stepping forward, Loraine handed the man her business card with a polite smile.
“I'm Loraine. The gentleman here is Marco, CEO of the
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Bryant Group, and Jolie is a friend. You can trust them.”
Upon confirming her identity, the man’s tension eased. He extended his hand towards Loraine, introducing
himself, “Nice to meet you, Miss
Torres. I'm in charge of the ninth-generation robot's escort from Solar
Company.”
The details of the ninth-generation surgical robot were top secret. One of Solar Company's conditions for Lending
it was complete discretion, so only Loraine could sign off on its arrival.
Having briefly greeted him, Loraine glanced past him with a sense of urgency.
“Where's the surgical robot? Wasn't it supposed to be delivered directly to the hospital?”