It was as if she wanted the whole world to know that after Hendrix had abandoned his family, he chose another woman who had a terrible aesthetic taste.
They were like a young couple who had just started dating. They wanted everyone to know and watch the fun after having a quarrel.
The car drove slowly, and I fell into deep thoughts. I was wondering that if it was me, who was the one holding on for so many years and finally found out that every problem that arose was because of someone I loved, would I still believe in this world?
I couldn't get any answer. This was the world, and there was no way I could stand in someone else's shoes to understand their feelings completely without going through it myself. Just a small thing could lead to a chain reaction. My own life was in a mess. How could I stand in someone else's perspective?
In just a few seconds, Andrea's advertisements were no longer near the car.
I shook my head and put all the messy thoughts behind me. I took a deep breath to calm down and decided that now was not the time to think about this.
I sent the children to Pedro and Valerie's place so that they could help take care of them for one night. When I left the Moore Family, it was already around six in the evening.
The driver drove towards the Golden Roof Restaurant, and I clicked on Mullen's WhatsApp.
"Mullen, are you there?"
She replied almost instantly, "Always at your service, Miss Reid. You can give your orders anytime."
Listening to her words, I was no longer polite and continued typing to reply.
"Will you be able to contact Aaron's mercenaries?"
"I've lost contact with some of them, but the rest of them can reach your location within 20 minutes."
"My location? But I'm in the car."
Freya had also arrived. She was giving some instructions to the manager in the lobby. When she saw me, she hurriedly ended the conversation and approached me. "How was it? It didn't make you disappointed, right?"
She was so thoughtful that I could not find any fault with it. I responded with a smile, "Thank you."
"Come on." Freya couldn't stand all the pleasantries and romance at all. Hence, she quickly sent the waiter away and personally led me in. "Follow me. This way."
It was during the peak hour. Hence, there were many guests around, and we wasted a lot of time waiting for the elevator. In the end, as soon as we got out of the elevator, we coincidentally ran into Jordan and Naomi, who were coming out of the other elevator.
Sure enough, he didn't want to miss any chance to watch a good show about Hendrix.
Frankly speaking, compared to Andrea, Jordan was more of a sick "admirer" toward Hendrix.
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