Oliver's Substitute Bride (Oliver and Jessica) novel Chapter 232

Ian lived in the suite on the top floor of the Mose Clubhouse.

Before he had adjusted to the jet lag, he went to the first floor, ordered a glass of champagne, sat by the window, watching the people coming and going outside.

The scenery of the streets in Birmingham was completely different from what he had imagined.

There were tall buildings everywhere. And there was a patch of old houses among the high-rise buildings. The scenery was unique.

Perhaps his father had lived in the small house when he was young, and he was unwilling to live a poor life here, so he came to Europe with his grandfather.

Looking at the house which was full of bamboo hangers, he filled his mind with a myriad of thoughts.

He went back to Birmingham this time to see what kind of place was and the local conditions and customs here. After all, he came from here.

Of course, he had been thinking about someone here.

Ever since Jessica came back from Holland, Ian had always thought of her. During the short time with her, he felt comfortable and happy. She was a friend worth making.

Ian took out his phone, checked his contacts, and found a phone number.

It was Oliver who gave him on his yacht. At that time, Oliver begged him to help save Jessica.

Then, Oliver had promised him that he could ask for rewards in the future.

He didn't want to be a good person for nothing, incognito.

Since someone offered to repay him, Ian was willing to accept it.

Ian wanted to contact Jessica first, but he forgot to ask for her contacts information in Birmingham.

So he had to contact Oliver first. They were together anyway.

He was wondering if Oliver had escaped.

Ian played with his cell phone and did not dial the number, thinking about how to introduce himself.

He saw a man come in when he looked up. The man was handsome and had a noble temperament. Compared with the injured man that night, he looked aloof and indifferent.

Ian smiled. He didn't need to make a phone call because Oliver came here himself.

He seemed to be in a hurry, so he must be on something.

Ian did not come to Oliver but sat there, drinking.

In a moment, Oliver and a few men in business suits walked into the booth inside. It seemed that they had something to talk about.

Ian found everything was novel and he was curious about it.

After some time, he saw Oliver get up and was about to leave.

He stood up and walked over.

Simon, who was with Oliver, saw a strange man trying to get close to Mr. Williams. Before Ian could get close, he reached out to signal that no one should get close.

Oliver walked ahead, not noticing Ian at all.

Ian smiled. The man was really extraordinary. Ian felt that he had a good eye.

He stood there and shouted with a mild voice, "Hey, man."

In Birmingham, Oliver stopped and looked back.

He was immediately stunned.

He seemed surprised, not expecting that Ian would come to Birmingham.

"Hi, Ian," Oliver responded and reached out to shake hands with him.

"I didn't expect you to remember my name."