In the hospital's underground parking lot, Alvera stood beside a Bentley, wearing an ordinary white T-shirt and jeans.
After an hour, the owner of the car finally came back.
He was a graceful man.
His tall posture in a luxurious suit showed indescribably good-looking.
For the first time, Alvera felt that Antoine was nothing compared to him.
The man took off his sunglasses as he approached and looked quizzingly at the woman who stopped his way to the car.
Alvera put on a charming smile on her beautiful face.
"Mr. Francois, you know me, don't you?"
"Have we met before?"
"No, we haven't. But four years ago, you sent me, a mere stranger, into prison. Do you not remember me or have you sent too many people into prison?"
"You are Alvera Earhart?" There was a hint of disgust in his eyes.
Alvera smiled. "Yes, I am Alvera Earhart. Mr. Francois, do you have time? Let's talk."
"I'm not interested in talking to a woman like you. Get out of the way."
Alvera, who had been leaning against the car, did stepped away from the car after he said that.
"I forgot. Mr Francois's car is quite an expensive car. It would be bad luck for someone like me to lean on."
"Get away, then. I don't care what you want, don't loiter around here." he said as he opened the car door.
He said before he got ready to get into the car.
"It's not easy to find a liver donor in such a short time, is it?"
The man stopped and looked at her. "You haven't learned your lesson from the past four years?"
"Mr Francois, I'm here exactly because I've learnt my lesson. I know where to find a liver donor for Andrina."
"Do you?"
Alvera shrugged and smiled indifferently. "You must have heard that the Earhart family wants me to go back."
She was sure that Earhart family was looking for her right now, but she didn't want to tell Roland the real reason why.
Roland raised his eyebrows slightly, but remained silent.
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