Chapter 135 Damn Missing Timothy
In Aquilonia, the climate here is tropical rainforest.
The weather, tonight's temperature could get even higher.
Jake's skin wasn't that dark originally, but after just a few days here in the sun, his skin had already changed a shade.
He was hiding in a house in Aquilonia's chaotic alleys, and had reached his limit of patience.
Jake listened to the noisy voices of the locals outside. In the middle of the night, it was so loud. His slender fingers held a cigarette.
His legs were propped up on a shabby low table, and because it was so hot, his upper body was bare, with a white ivory tooth necklace hanging around his neck.
Very low-end.
No choice, Jake just had to do as the locals do.
Even late at night, when he needed to find a woman to take care of his physical needs, he kept the bright lights on.
That bastard Timothy should come here and enjoy the fun too.
Jake chatted casually with Armando on the phone, as if they had a great relationship. "When Timothy comes, I'll be happy. Fuck, I really miss him like crazy. I really want to see his handsome face in agony."
"Better yet, he should get as dark as this too."
Armando listened coldly to Jake on the other end of the phone using a gentle voice while cursing like a pervert.
The world of a madman is only one step away from normal people.
Armando didn't want to keep listening to his small talk. He asked coldly, "When do we start?"
Jake just wouldn't answer. He continued his own topic. "The food here looks really disgusting. Although it doesn't look very good, it actually tastes okay. If you have time someday, you could come try it."
Armando said calmly, "Sorry, I'm used to Western cuisine."
Jake was instantly happy. "Timothy will definitely be happy when he comes. See, he and I are the same kind of people."
Armando fell silent.
Armando looked at the watch on his wrist. He had a meeting coming up.
Why was he wasting time listening to this madman Jake's crazy talk?
Jake flicked his cigarette ash and returned to a normal state. "We can start tomorrow. When the time comes, remember to deal with his woman. Don't hesitate. Don't let a woman's tears ruin my plan."
Armando said coldly, "I won't."
"As long as your head is still clear, I'm relieved. Timothy doesn't have much time left. I wonder if he and his woman will make love one last time under the covers tonight." As soon as Jake finished speaking, Armando hung up.
Jake looked at his phone and raised an eyebrow. He was telling the truth, yet someone didn't want to hear it.
Armando was really a strange person.
The meeting Armando was about to have was very important.
The Johnson Group's financial report for this quarter was out, and performance had already dropped by thirty percent compared to last quarter.
Behind the declining performance was definitely Timothy's manipulation.
At this moment, outside the gates of Emerald Park.
Sherry, who had come to Emerald Park to block Armando, saw that Verity dared to stop her from holding Sloane.
In anger, Sherry pushed Verity aside, picked up Sloane, and tried to leave.
The bodyguards only dared to block her way, not forcibly take the child, to avoid hurting them.
Verity had no choice but to call Armando to come back.
Hearing that Verity had made a call, Sherry's eyes flickered.
Sherry wanted to see Armando, and this was the only way now.
Armando's meeting was halfway through when he received Verity's call.
He had told Verity before that if anything happened with Sloane, she could call his private number directly.
"Mr. Johnson, Ms. Scott wants to take Ms. Johnson away."
Armando's face turned cold as he was forced to interrupt this important meeting. "In an hour, the meeting continues."
He walked out of the conference room, and Tom followed.
"Prepare the car, back to Emerald Park."
"Yes."
It took Armando about half an hour to get from the Johnson Group back to Emerald Park.
When Sherry saw Armando, she explained with a bitter smile, "I just wanted to hold my daughter. The nanny actually stopped me. Can't I even hold my own daughter?"
"Give me Sloane." Armando reached out to take Sloane.
Sherry held Sloane tighter and turned to the side. Her eyes filled with tears. "Armando, can we talk? For Sloane's sake, can you help me?"
Armando looked at Sherry coldly. "Your desire to hold Sloane is fake. Wanting to see me and ask for help is what's real."
Sherry couldn't believe that Armando saw her this way. "No..."
"It doesn't matter," Armando didn't want to continue wasting words with Sherry. "Your explanation doesn't matter. Give me Sloane."
Sherry probably guessed that Armando was determined not to help her.
She looked down at Sloane in her arms.
Sherry handed Sloane to Armando, walked back to her car, opened the door, got in, and told the driver, "Back to Imperial Garden."
Sherry lowered her eyes and slowly curved her lips into a smile.
It was a good thing that Armando cared for Sloane.
She didn't believe Elizabeth could accept coming back as a stepmother when she saw Sloane.
As for the loan problem, Imperial Garden was already in her name. If worst came to worst, she could sell it to temporarily relieve the urgent situation.
But when she returned to Imperial Garden.
Seeing thick smoke billowing from Imperial Garden, her face changed instantly.
Many fire trucks came to put out the fire.
Sherry got out of the car and looked at the area cordoned off with tape in front, her eyes wide with shock.
Axel, who was standing on the perimeter watching the fire, saw Sherry and quickly walked over to report, "Ms. Scott, I don't know why it suddenly exploded and caught fire. Currently, there are no casualties."
All Sherry knew now was that her chance to sell this place for emergency funds was gone.
In the European-style villa.
Elizabeth was going through the phone she had seen in Sherry's safe.
Sherry hadn't deleted any of the call records on this phone.
Elizabeth saw that Sherry had called Natalia. She estimated the time.
Their call time was exactly during the period when Natalia was about to marry that Ian.
Could Natalia have been encouraged by Sherry to frame her?
Elizabeth exited the call records and opened the email. Elizabeth re-verified and changed to a new password.
And Jessa's photos were in the email.
Elizabeth picked up her own phone and called Jessa. "Ms. Greer, I've handled the photo issue."
Sherry wouldn't have time to mess with others from now on.
Elizabeth really hadn't expected that Sherry could be so despicable.
Back when Elizabeth saw Sherry abusing cats, she hadn't expected Sherry also had a hobby of abusing people.
Despicable Sherry.
Jessa stared at the disconnected call, stunned. The photo issue had been handled.
Daisy waved her hand in front of Jessa. "What are you thinking about? When are you starting work? You already postponed one endorsement for a week."
Jessa forced a smile. "Daisy."
Daisy, "What's wrong?"
Jessa shook her head. "Never mind, it's nothing."
Jessa lowered her eyes and sent Elizabeth a message. [Thank you, and I'm sorry]
Elizabeth saw Jessa's message, her mood indifferent.
Elizabeth happily went to the kitchen, planning to cook a big meal for Timothy herself tonight.
On the other side, at the hospital.
Timothy got off work and sat in the car, hearing Joe report about the big fire at Imperial Garden.
This fire directly burned away tens of billions of dollars in value.
Timothy raised an eyebrow. His Elizabeth was quite good at burning money.
"Was the cleanup done properly?" Timothy asked, concerned.
"Clean," Joe mentioned another matter. "Jake is hiding in Aquilonia."
Timothy frowned and said casually, "How is he like a stinking rat, able to hide anywhere?"