Meeting The One For Me ( Nathan Franklin ) novel Chapter 220

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George took his glasses off and threw the documents aside without reading all of them. 

“I think Audrey should distance herself from Nathan. Nothing comes good whenever he’s involved.” He held his teacup. 

“There’s no need to rush things. As you said, Ms. Audrey didn’t admit that she has a boyfriend. In other words, they’re still at the stage of getting to know each other. Maybe, she’ll be interested in Mr. Samuel once she meets him at the birthday party.” 

George nodded in agreement. 

“So… do I have to look deeper into her relationship?” asked Edward. 

George said, “No. Audrey might not like it when she finds out about it.” 

He remembered how Ryan was upset about having someone following him. It was a lesson learned. 

“Yes, sir.” 

Audrey, Taylor and Matteo walked out of the restaurant after dinner. It was cold outside. 

Gentlemanly, Matteo removed and draped his coat over her shoulders. Warmth was overflowing from his eyes. 

“Jeez!” Taylor tucked his hands into his pockets, arching an eyebrow. 

“No wonder you’re still single,” she teased. 

The annoyed man became speechless. 

“I hope you’ll consider my offer again,” reminded Matteo sincerely. 

Noticing the black Passat by the road, she gave Taylor a meaningful look, to which he 

nodded. 

“I’ll return your coat to you at a later date.” She might not have time to return the coat to Matteo a while later, hence the heads–up.. 

While Matteo walked her to the cab, Taylor bit a cigarette at the corner of his lips.. 

When he was lighting it up, he turned his head to face the black Passet. The cloud of 

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smoke masked the emotions in his eyes. 

Matteo pulled the car door open for her. After she entered the car, he held the roof with one hand and grabbed the door with the other. “Audrey, I hope we can work together someday. Really.” 

“I’ll give it a thought.” She flashed him a smile. 

The cab drove away, followed by the black Passat. Taylor bid Matteo goodbye before following them. 

Once Taylor’s car left, a few commercial cars, which had been there the entire time, quickly caught up with them. 

In the car, the driver kept glimpsing at her through the rearview mirror. Her fingers didn’t stop typing messages. 

When the car was driven out of the urban area, she sent Taylor a message. 

Next, she locked her phone screen to smile at the driver. “Where are you taking me?” 

As soon as she finished, Taylor’s car accelerated all of a sudden to force the cab to stop. 

The driver became frantic. He quickly turned around to grab her, but she secured his arm 

and twisted it against the back of his seat. 

He yelped at his dislocated arm. 

Taylor got out of his car, loosening his tie before dragging the driver out of the vehicle. 

The person in the black Passat noticed the change of situation and made a detour to run away. Suddenly, lights began flashing in front of them. 

To their dismay, the road was blocked off by the six commercial cars which were perfectly in line.