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Chapter 153

Chapter 153 Horse Riding

Zayla was hesitant and pursed her lips.

“I won’t let you do something against the law.” Lincoln didn’t have the heart to ask Zayla to do that.

“Okay. You have my word.” Zayla nodded.

The smile on Lincoln’s lips deepened.

Zayla thought to herself, am I being tricked again? My employee is tricking me!

Zayla held one hand to her forehead.

Zayla had no choice. Lincoln knew who had old jade mines.

Marlowe was rich and powerful with a good reputation.

It was useless for Zayla to tell Marlowe who she was. Without Lincoln’s help, she could. not purchase old jade mines from Marlowe.

The rough stones from old jade mines were valuable. Marlowe hadn’t exploited those

mines for a reason.

When Zayla was deep in thought, Lincoln picked her up from the seat.

“What are you doing?” Zayla asked, her eyes wide open.

Lincoln walked towards the sofa where the staff rested.

“You can take a nap.

“I’ll fix the mural, okay?”

Zayla shook her head. “But…”

“Go to sleep.

“We have something important to do tomorrow.”

Zayla looked at Lincoln and asked, “What is it?”

“Horse riding.”

“What?” Zayla thought she had heard wrong.

“Mr. Gladstone will attend the gathering of the upper class.

“He likes those who are good at horse riding.”

Zayla understood after Lincoln explained it.

If Zayla wanted to purchase old mines, she had to please Marlowe.

In the gathering of the upper class, people would show off their wealth and power and compete with each other secretly.

There were many activities, such as horse riding, chess, coffee competition, and flower arrangement, which were handed down from ancient times.

This gathering could prove people’s identities. It was a symbol of their status.

That was why Norah proudly showed the invitation to Zayla, although she got it with the help of the Russo family.

The Vargas family received the invitation every year, but Zayla never attended it.

But now, Zayla did not want to show her identity. She wanted to fool those bastards.

If they knew that Zayla was from the Vargas family, they would please her hypocritically. That would be boring.

“Do you have an invitation?” Zayla asked.

“Yes. I need a female companion.”

Zayla was rendered speechless.

So Lincoln had arranged everything?

Did Zayla get tricked again?

Zayla looked at Lincoln and fell silent.

Lincoln covered Zayla with a blanket.

“You should be tired.

“Have some sleep. Good night.”

Zayla didn’t say anything.

Lincoln walked back to the slit lamp, picked up the tools, and began to mix the colors. NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Lincoln’s eyes were sharp.

Lincoln had a keen sensitivity to colors.

Melvin was right. Lincoln was indeed an expert in repairing murals.

There was no doubt about this.

The light in the laboratory was on. Under the slit lamp, Lincoln was repairing the mural

carefully.

Zayla did not fall asleep. Instead, she searched for information about Marlowe on her

phone.

When Marlowe was young, he was a member of the archaeology team and helped to protect a lot of tombs, many of which were built in ancient times.

Ancient times?

Cadrinan!

Did Marlowe know Cadrinan?

What did the words in the corner of the mural mean?

Perhaps Marlowe could explain it to Zayla!

Gradually, Zayla became a little tired.

The laboratory was quiet.

But outside the window, it was rainy.

In the middle of the night, a piece of news went viral online.