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Chapter 276
Chapter 276
Chapter 276: Send someone with Bella
Alva and Jackson went back to the hotel, dropped off their bags and went to the police station, where they called the police and were told to contact them when they caught someone.
“Yes, please.”
“It’s all right.”
The two men left the station and returned to the hotel.
Alva said, “I want to go back to Paris tomorrow. What about you? What are you going to do next?”
Jackson squeezed her hand. “I’m coming back with you.”
Alva looked at his head. He had shaved it all off so he could deal with the wound. Now all that was left was the gauze around the wound.
She frowns. “You can’t fly in your condition.”
Jackson laughed and said, “Am I supposed to be here alone?”
Alva shook her head. “I’ll stay here with you for a few days.”
She won’t leave until the scabs are off.
The smile thickened on Jackson’s lips.
“Don’t accompany me, you can go back tomorrow.”
He’s glad she does.
“What about you?”
“Of course I’m here recovering.”
Alva frowned. “I’m still here with you.”
She wouldn’t trust him to be alone.
A few days late for work doesn’t make a difference.
I’ll just go back and pull a few all-nighters.
Jackson saw what she was thinking. His face was serious. “I order you to go back to Paris tomorrow. Don’t stay here with me.
Alva was stunned.
I didn’t expect him to know what she was thinking, but quickly said, “I don’t trust you alone.”
All Jackson had to say was, “I can’t go to Paris, but I can take the train back to Washington. I’ll be fine.”
Alva was relieved to hear him say that.
“Well, I’ll book a flight back to Paris tomorrow morning.”
“HMM.”
The next morning, before eight o’clock, Jackson and Alva arrived at the airport.
Jackson looked at the time. “It’s getting late. Come on in.”
Alva nodded, looked at the gauze on his head, and said: “The wound on your head must not enter the water, take the medicine on time, go to the hospital on time to change the dressing, if there is
discomfort, be sure to tell the doctor.”
Jackson looked at her with a twinkle in his eye. “Anything else?”
“Well, call me if there’s anything, work matters to me, and so do you.”
So don’t stop calling her because you’re afraid she’s worried.
“Good,” said Hermione.
Hug her, drop a kiss between her eyes, then tighten your arms, “You, too. Call me if you need anything. I’m your husband now.”
“HMM.”
Jackson watched Alva go through security, and not long after she went through security, the two men followed.
Jackson looked at the two men and turned to leave.
He was reassured that she was protected.
He would never have let her go without protection.
Walking out of the airport and into the car, Jackson said to the driver, “Go to the Red Diamond Neighborhood.”
The car headed ahead.
And as the car pulls away, a person walks out of the airport, gets in the car, starts it, and follows it.
Then, a phone call was made.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.
Las Vegas, night.
Uriah sat in her office chair, leaning on her back and closing her eyes.
He seemed to be asleep, with no expression on his face.
His cell phone on his desk rang and he opened his eyes.
There was no sleep in his dark eyes. They were wide awake.
He grabbed his phone, looked at the incoming call on the screen, and after a second, swiped the answer button.
“Hello.”
“Boss Irwin and Miss Gellar went back to Paris, and Mr.Howard stayed in City C.”
His dark eyes moved slightly. Uriah raised them, his black eyes wondering what he was thinking.
“From today on, no need to follow.”
The voice of the person in the mobile phone suddenly said, “Yes.”
The phone hangs up.
Uriah dropped her phone on her desk and closed her eyes.
The study fell silent.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes and a sharp streak ran through them.
He grabbed his phone, dialed a number.
“Boss Irwin.”
“Send someone after Bella.”
“Yes.”
Jackson came into the neighborhood and stopped outside the
apartment.
He knocked on the door.
There’s no reaction in there.
He knocked again, and at last the door opened.
Finnian came out. “Who’s there?”
His face was impatient.
But when he saw Jackson standing outside the door, he froze. “Jackson…”