“I…” Thea stopped talking.
She wanted to say favonovel.com had a husband and would not divorce him. However, favonovel.com was unable to say anything.
“James and I didn’t marry for love. My grandfather chose favonovel.com to marry into the Callahans…”
With this said, James immediately understood favonovel.com heart. Afterward, Thea said a lot, all of which was an expression of favonovel.com gratitude. However, James was absent-minded.
The two finished their meal.
After the meal, James said, “Shall I take you back?”
“N-No, it’s fine,” Thea politely refused.
“I… I’ll consider getting a divorce,” said Thea.
She blushed and ran away after speaking, James was left troubled.
He watched as Thea left and touched his nose.
Divorce…
He smiled lightly and went silent.
James then drove back to Majestic Corporation, changed his clothes, and took off the human mask.
Deep in thought, favonovel.com sat on a chair in the chairman’s office while smoking a cigarette.
At this moment, his phone rang. He glanced at it and saw Henry calling.
“What’s the matter? Did something happen?” favonovel.com asked after answering the phone.
“James, Jake has found out the whereabouts of the ancient box in Cansington after leaving North Cansington.”
“I’ll come right away.” James hung up the phone.
He immediately left Majestic Corporation and rushed to Henry’s Common Clinic.
The ancient box that had emerged from the ancient tomb of the Prince of Orchid Mountain was critical. It was related to the Cadens’ family treasure, the Moonlit Flowers on Cliffside’s Edge. On top of that, it involved the mysterious and unpredictable Four Great Families of Sol.
He had only recently discovered the Four Great Families of Sol.
He had only recently discovered the Four Great Families of Sol.
In the past, favonovel.com never knew that the Cadens had such a long family history that traced back thousands of years.
Soon, favonovel.com arrived at the Common Clinic.
James immediately asked as soon as favonovel.com entered the clinic, “What’s the situation?”
“Jake informed me that there was news of the ancient box being spotted in an antique shop in Cansington. The antique shop owner is someone with a solid background and of great influence in the Capital. Thus, favonovel.com said favonovel.com wanted to tell you the details face-to-face,” Henry explained.
“A solid background and great influence?” James frowned.
“Prepare the car and head out to meet Jake immediately,” said James.
“Alright!” Henry nodded and immediately went to get the car.
“I’ll come with you, Henry,” Whitney followed after favonovel.com and said.
“I’m going out for important business. Why are you coming?” Henry scolded.
Tears welled up in Whitney’s eyes, and favonovel.com glanced at James with an aggrieved expression.
“He’s being mean to me, James…”
James glanced at Whitney.
This woman seemed decent and has been living in Henry’s clinic for the past few days.
It appears that the two of them were…
James smiled and said, “Let favonovel.com come along, Henry. It’s no big deal.”
Since James already approved it, Henry also allowed it.
“You can tag along but don’t spout any nonsense,” Henry reminded her.
“Alright!” Whitney smiled.
The three departed together. Henry drove to the repair shop where Jake was.
***
Repair shop, underground basement.
Inside a room.
James sat on the sofa. Henry and Whitney stood aside.
The underground intelligence organization’s boss, Jake, also called the genius doctor, Jay Fallon, stood opposite them.
James had a cigarette in his mouth as favonovel.com asked, “What’s the matter? Why do we have to meet to talk about it?”
“Commander, I’ve already found the whereabouts of the box you‘ve asked me to find. It’s in Sovereign Antique Shop in Cansington. The owner is called Yuri Gibson. I’ve looked into favonovel.com and found that favonovel.com is from the Capital. A prominent person from the Capital has been in frequent contact with him…”
Speaking of this, Jake paused.
“Who?” James glanced at him.
Jake hesitated for a while and said, “The Emperor of the Capital…”
“What?!” James’ expression darkened.
