The man's deep eyes suddenly became very deep, and there was a storm brewing in the depths of his dark pupils, like a tornado sweeping through the sea, stirring up huge waves.
If it wasn't for his old age, he didn't know what he would do. But now, he couldn't turn a blind eye to it.
He opened the contact list and dialed Marcellus' number. The phone rang twice and he picked it up. Marcellus's mischievous voice came from the other end of the line. "Huston?"
"Marcellus, I need your help with something." He got straight to the point and was even a little anxious.
He had never asked for anyone's help so easily. Now that he had asked for it, Marcellus naturally wouldn't let him go. "Huston, just say it."
"When you hang up the phone later, find someone to help me monitor the phone numbers of the Old Master and the Old Madam. The landline at home is the same."
"Mr. and Mrs. Lloyd?" Marcellus was stunned and confused. "Huston, are you sure you're not mistaken?"
"No, they've been looking for trouble with Evelyn recently."
I see...
Marcellus understood and agreed immediately. "Okay, no problem. If anything happens, I'll ask them to inform you as soon as possible."
"Thank you."
...
It was already late at night when Bert flew to Jewel City. After more than ten hours of flight, the man looked tired. When he walked out of the airport, it was already dark outside.
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