The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 130

She was really uneasy. Roxanne tried to call Harrison several times, but his phone was always turned

off.

If Harrison had turned off his phone right after calling her and then boarded the flight, he should have

landed in about eleven or twelve hours.

Roxanne calculated the time. As it approached the time for Harrison to land, she tried calling him again.

But his phone was still off.

It was midnight by now. Roxanne was curled up on the sofa, her heart filled with anxiety. Every twenty

minutes or so, she would try to call Harrison again. But still, no answer.

She couldn't sleep at all. Her anxiety was like the thick, dark night outside the window. Heavy and

oppressive.

She sent Harrison a message, "Harrison, call me when you get off the plane."

She figured he would definitely call her back once he saw her message.

She kept waiting. Before she knew it, she had fallen asleep on the sofa.

She was holding a pillow in the large living room, and her curled figure seemed lonely.

Without Harrison by her side, she was back to her lonely old self. Even the air was filled with a cold and

desolate atmosphere.

Perhaps the air conditioning in the living room was too cold. Or maybe she had gotten used to being

able to reach out and hold him when they shared a bed. She subconsciously turned over and reached

out to hold him but only grabbed air. She woke up abruptly. It was already four in the morning.

There was no one next to her. And no return call from Harrison. Her heart felt even emptier and more

anxious.

If Harrison had seen her message, he definitely would have called her back. Otherwise, he must be

tangled up in some sort of trouble.

Roxanne wondered whether she should call him again to ask about the situation, but he probably

wouldn't have time to answer her call if he was really busy.

So Roxanne didn't call him again. She couldn't fall asleep for the rest of the night. From four in the

morning till dawn, then daylight.

The short two or three hours felt like an eternity.

...

Harrison's plane didn't land in Valeria until nineteen hours later.

The plane had just stopped. Harrison had just turned on his phone when Alexander called him,

anxiously asking, "Harrison, how is the chairman? Have you met him yet?"

Harrison walked out of the cabin. It was just dawn over there at Alexander's side. Over here, it was just

entering the deep night.

Harrison's tall and majestic figure walked briskly through the night at the airport. He replied, "Just got

off the plane. Haven't seen him yet."

"Why did you just get off the plane? Shouldn't you have arrived by now?"

"The plane encountered strong air currents in the sky and circled for a few hours, so it was delayed."

"Do you think you can handle it?"

"Valeria's Department of Justice personally detained my father and charged him with bank fraud and

stealing Valeria's secret intelligence. With two offenses combined, do you think they will let it go?

When they want to accuse someone, they always find a reason. What they want is Rodriguez Group's

6G-Technology."

"Harrison, what should we do? We can't give up the 6G-Technology. And the chairman can't stay in jail

in Valeria."

"I'll negotiate with them first. You handle the company matters."

"Don't worry, I won't let the backyard catch fire."

"Also, keep an eye on my wife. If she encounters any trouble, step in and help."

"Understood, rest assured."

Harrison was planning to call Roxanne, but the situation was urgent, and he didn't have time.

After hanging up the phone, Harrison set up call forwarding. He forwarded all incoming calls to

Alexander. He needed to focus on handling his father Vincent's situation.

If he didn't handle it well, Vincent might end up spending the rest of his life in jail in Valeria. As a son,

he wouldn't let his father face such a calamity in his old age.

It was already bright in Seraphim Haven, and Roxanne had already gotten up.

At this moment, she was driving the Porsche she had won as a "free prize."

While waiting for the red light, she was lost in thought, worried about Harrison's situation.

But he didn't give her any update. She was always uneasy.

When she got to the office, she called Harrison. Finally, it was no longer turned off or unreachable.

When Alexander saw Harrison's call forwarding, he guessed who might be calling Harrison. He

answered, "Hello..."

Roxanne immediately realized this was not her husband's voice and she asked, "Hello, Harrison

there?"

"Are you Roxanne?" Alexander recognized Roxanne's voice.

Roxanne was even more surprised as she asked, "Why are you answering my husband's phone? Who

are you?"

"Oh, I'm Alex, Harrison's colleague."

He made up a lie, saying that Harrison was abroad working on a very urgent and secretive project and

couldn't answer his phone. Plus, many clients would call Harrison's cell phone to ask about the project,

so he forwarded all calls to his own phone.

As Roxanne listened to Alex's voice, it sounded familiar. She had a keen ear for voices.

Alex? This voice... it sounded like Mr. Alexander, the overbearing CEO who had saved Chloe.

After hanging up, Roxanne was still a bit puzzled. She nudged Chloe's arm and said, "Chloe, when I

get through on the phone, you help me listen to the voice and see if it's that Mr. Alexander."

"Which Mr. Alexander?"

"Don't you remember? The Mr. Alexander who saved you when Oliver cornered you in the alley and

tried to hurt you. We even rode in his Rolls-Royce and had dinner with his wife."

"Oh, that Mr. Alexander. Okay, you get through, and I'll listen."

Roxanne rang Harrison's phone again. The call was once again forwarded to Alexander's mobile.

Seeing the incoming call, Alexander's back tightened.

What the hell was Harrison's wife up to?

Did she suspect his identity?

Afraid that revealing Harrison's identity would get him a beating, Alexander picked up the call

cautiously.

"Hey, Alex, sorry to bug you again."

"No biggie."

"When was Harrison expected to get back from his trip?"

"Can't say for sure. He will be back as soon as the business over there is taken care of. But it's a tough

nut to crack this time, and I don't really know when exactly. But don't worry. Harrison will definitely call

you as soon as he gets a chance."

"Alright, thanks." She hung up the call.

Chloe was utterly astonished. "Anne, this is Alex's voice... It's exactly like Mr. Alexander's."

"Right? I think it's the same person." Roxanne's gut feeling never lied.

"But how is that possible? How could your husband Harrison be colleagues with Mr. Alexander? Mr.

Alexander is a big shot who drives a Rolls-Royce, a top executive."

Roxanne remained silent.

Chloe continued, "Anne, remember the last time when Mr. Alexander stood up for me and sent over a

dozen bodyguards to scare off Oliver? It was like something out of a TV drama. Mr. Alexander must be

a big fish in Seraphim Haven. At least, he must be running a big company, making big bucks.

And if Harrison is his colleague, your husband must be a big shot too, right?"

Roxanne frowned and said, "But how could this Alex and Mr. Alexander's voice sound so alike?"

Just then, some people came to the company reception. They were all in uniform, claiming to be from

the Business and Commerce Bureau. "Who is the person in charge here?"

Roxanne stepped forward and said, "Good day. I am in charge here. May I ask what this is about..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the people from the bureau sternly handed over a notice, "This is

a rectification and suspension notice for your company. Could you please bring the company's official,

accounting, and legal representative seals together?"

"Leader, in what ways have we violated the regulations?"

"Just cooperate with our work. You will be notified of the specific situation later." This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Helplessly, Roxanne watched as the bureau took away all the company's seals.

They were later notified.

It was said that a batch of exported goods had been found abnormal at the customs. They could face

jail time.

Chloe was utterly baffled as she said, "Anne, what could be wrong with our goods? They're all legit fully

compliant. Someone must be screwing us over from behind."

"Could it be Oliver?" Roxanne pondered, "Or maybe Nathaniel."

These two, one wanted to mess with Chloe, the other with her. They didn't leave them any room to

breathe.

Chloe was freaking out, "Anne, what do we do now? Nathaniel's grandpa is a big name in Seraphim

Haven, and Oliver's brother-in-law has connections too. If they really want to screw us over, our

company is toast."

The two of them, one without higher education, the other a divorced single mom. Both were on their

own. They had just started to make some headway in foreign trade. If they got screwed over like this,

where else could they find a place to stay in Seraphim Haven?

A heavy cloud of gloom hung over the two women, tainting their expressions. They both were at a loss

for what to do.