Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman novel Chapter 1032

Chapter 1032

“You want to accompany me?” Lana looked surprised. “Really?”

Jeremy nodded. “I’m your man now. Shouldn’t it only be right for me to accompany you to deal with trivial matters?”

Upon hearing this, Lana’s smile grew even wider. “Okay, you can come with me.”

The meeting place was a five-star restaurant, and Jeremy was walking beside Lana as they entered a private room.

The other party was a gentleman who did not seem to be someone who would be involved in illegal transactions, but appearances could be deceiving.

Jeremy listened indifferently as if he was just a trophy partner accompanying Lana.

It did not take long for matters to be discussed smoothly. When he left, the man even teased by saying, “Miss Johnson, your new boyfriend doesn’t look half bad. It seems that the Stygian Johnson Gang’s business will only grow bigger and bigger.”

Lana took out a cigarette smugly. “Of course. I’ll hand over part of the business to my boyfriend after this and will have to ask Mr. Xavier to look out for him.”

“Of course,” the man replied.

Lana walked out of the room happily and was about to stick herself to Jeremy, but suddenly, she received a call from Yorick.

“When did you secretly return to Glendale again?” Yorick asked, “I told you not to trouble Eveline Montgomery, yet there you’ve gone again. You will return to the villa immediately. I have something to ask you!”

Although Lana was dissatisfied, she had to go back.

Jeremy also said that he had something going on, and after sending Lana off to her car, he left alone.

He drove the car around the street for many laps before finally driving into an empty alley.

He glanced around and walked into it. Not far ahead, a man in a suit and leather shoes was waiting for him.

Jeremy threw a chip in a beautiful parabola over to the man. It contained the contents that had just been recorded in the private room.

He did not have more things to say, and neither did he intend to stay long, so he turned around and left.

“Mr. Whitman, wait.”