Suddenly she found that she did not have his number, she had thrown her phone card, and his number was also thrown away.
She didn't remember his number, in another words, she forgot it deliberately.
It’s good to forget his number, so that she won't have the impulse to call him.
She spent time in the bathroom, sitting on the toilet and playing mobile phone games.
Alan's mobile phone was ringing in the restaurant in this time. He took a look at it and then smiled apologetically at Mr. Geve. "Excuse me, I'll answer the phone."
"Yes, please." Mr. Geve laughed and then picked the pig's hooves and put it into Ophelia's plate. "Come on, Miss Meyer, try this. It's not greasy. It can whiten your skin and make it more delicate and tender."
But in Ophelia's opinion, she still felt greasy. She smiled politely, eating or not eating, that is a problem, but Mr. Geve looked at her eagerly.
"Dave..."Alan got up and went to the terrace. "How's it going?"
"Mr. Hoyle..." he stopped talking.
"Tell me straightly." He does not like to be equivocate, nor does he like to be hesitated.
Dave said.“ Hengdu's financial manager said that he received your instructions, and his mailbox did have your instructions.”
It was exactly the same information that he had got. That mail, he had also seen it, it was indeed sent by his mailbox.
"Where did the mail come from? Did you find out?"
"Yes..."
"Where is it?"
"In the computer of your study in Jiangcheng Villa."
Alan was stunned. That night, he was really in his study. At that time, he thought that why she was not the person he was looking for. He was upset. He drank a lot of alcohol unconsciously, so that he get drunk that night.
Were those emails really sent out by him in the absence of consciousness and he had no memory when he woke up the next day?
How could it be possible?
But now, there is no other evidence.
"Well, I see." He hung up the phone, and made another call, " Delyn, is there anyone came to the villa the night I returned last time?"
"That night..." Delyn tried to think about it, and then answered positively, "No one."
Did he do it himself?
Alan glanced in the room.
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