In the study, the sudden ringing of his phone broke the silence. Beau Wright picked up the phone and said in a deep voice, "Hello?"
No one knew what the person on the other end of the line said. Beau Wright slowly frowned and clenched his big hands between his eyebrows, feeling very helpless.
Julia Iotapa was also helpless, "I know, after all, she is the head teacher and family teacher of the Sykes. Sykes is a hard nut to crack. You should go."
"Okay, mom, I see. You should have a rest..." Beau Wright answered in a low voice and hung up the phone.
Sykes Wright, who had been hiding behind the door to eavesdrop, smiled. But the next second, he quickly closed the door.
Because he saw his brother's cold eyes. It's really scary!
However, he was truly left with no choice. He didn't dare to go against his brother, so he could only take action from his mother.
***
In the police station.
Harrit Smith was not sleepy at all. She sat there and her mind was wandering.
"Harrit Smith, who is Harrit Smith?" Suddenly, a loud female's voice rang out.
She was slightly stunned. Although she was a little confused, she still answered and stood up. "It's me."
The middle-aged policewoman stared at her several times, and then muttered in a low voice, "I don't know what virtue you have accumulated in your last life to be so lucky!"
The voice was too low, so Harrit Smith didn't hear it clearly. The middle-aged policewoman had already opened the prison door and said, "You can go now."
Can I go out? Where can I go?
Being confused, she followed behind the middle-aged policewoman.
But she never thought that she would be taken to the director's office, where there were two people.
The man opposite her was obviously the director, who was wearing a police uniform. The handsome man with his back to her was wearing a black coat, who was elegant and arrogant.
But why did she feel so familiar with this back?
Harrit Smith stared at his back for three seconds, and then her eyes suddenly widened. "Why?" Why? How could it be him?
"I will take her away," Beau said lightly.
"Okay, I'm sorry to bother you so late. In fact, you just need to give me a call." The director's words were full of flattery.
Beau Wright put out the cigarette with his slender fingers, turned around, and walked out of the room.
Harrit Smith pursed her lips and stood there in shock. She couldn't figure out what happened!
When they brushed past each other, Beau Wright stopped, turned around, and raised his eyebrows slightly. "You're not leaving?"
"Let's go." Harrit Smith quickly raised her head and immediately replied.
Beau Wright nodded, glanced at her, and took the lead.
Harrit Smith had thought about it thousands of times, but she didn't expect that he would take her out!
Step by step closely behind him, she stared at his broad and sturdy back. She bit her lips, and her thoughts drifted away.
"Why did he come here to take me out?"
The black Land Rover was parked by the side of the road.
"Get in the car." After saying it, Beau Wright opened the passenger seat door.
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