NovelOnlineStartled, the chief said, “That was so risky! If anything happened to them here, we would be doomed.”
The policeman, who was typing their information into the computer, gasped again.
“Sir, when | register Loraine’s information, the system automatically encrypts and reports it.”
The chief was speechless.
Only when state secrets were involved would this happen.
Loraine seemed to be more than just a rich woman. Did she have a connection with any influential people in the
military or politics?
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The exposition was held in the heart of Bluhm. The hijacking of the plane caused a significant delay. Loraine and
Marco left the airport as quickly as they could.
They were already late when they finally arrived at the exhibition.
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They were the last people to arrive as the exposition had already begun.
Loraine looked around and spotted the president of Cheap and Fine
Group, Davy Jones, surrounded by a crowd.
His posture exuded respect and authority, making it clear that he was not one to be taken lightly. Loraine and
Marco approached Davy and greeted him after he finished speaking with the people surrounding him.
Davy briefly looked at them and gave an indifferent nod. He didn’t appear to want to speak to them any further.
Instead, he turned away and engaged in an enthusiastic conversation with others.
A frown spread across Loraine’s face as she saw that the man was upset about their Lateness This CEO was
reportedly very meticulous and valued time.
In the business world, a businessman never cared about the reason for their partner's tardiness.
Davy didn’t necessarily have to choose Loraine and Marco as his partners for there were so many groups
interested in cooperating with him.
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In an effort to comfort her and make her feel better, Marco patted her shoulder.
Loraine, however, made up her mind and looked for another chance to speak with Davy.
Suddenly, a stunning figure stepped in and halted her before she could squeeze through the crowd.
Her makeup was modest and elegant, her hair was carefully done in soft curls to frher face, and she wore a
pair of black high heels that completed her look. She snorted at Loraine.
“Aren’t you Loraine Torres? Don’t you see that my father and Mr. Jones are having a conversation? Don’t interfere
them shamelessly.”
Loraine scrutinized the woman and wondered if she had offended her. She asked calmly, “And who are you?”
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