What if it was a testament or something Will leave me?
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John Sherwood nodded; that bit of money to him was like pocket money. He wouldn't be stingy if he could use it to buy people's hearts. But the person in front of him knows he is not a poor person; the purpose of coming here is temporarily unknown, so he must investigate carefully before deciding.
Kevin Harley knew how to seize the moment on seeing that. He narrowed his eyes, smiled, and asked, "You said it, you won't leave me at the Robert House and still come with me. Isn't that too much free time?"
In the blink of an eye, John Sherwood understood that the other man was considering the possibility of a trade. He asked again, "How do you feel?"
"I feel busy people like you don't like doing things for free ." Kevin Harley saw that no one was around. He immediately stopped, leisurely analyzing, "Maybe you are a little interested in me or interested in the purpose of my coming here, or..." He smiled, "I am Rumor has it that your relationship with House Robert is not very good. I purposely felt ignored, perhaps to cause some trouble for them. If you want that, give me a reasonable price; how about when I steal things?
John Sherwood just wanted to know if he belonged to that tiny group of people who could still be used in his hands. However, this will have to wait for further investigation to be considered. He was about to open his mouth but suddenly remembered something and fell silent.
Kevin Harley was stunned, only feeling that this person's emotionless pupils for a moment brought little different emotions, as if recalling memories from the past. Still, in just two seconds, they returned to the appearance of the boss sitting on high, as if it was just an illusion.
He knew that someone as arrogant as John Sherwood typically had perfect self-control. An oscillation of a second or two proves that the story or person in the memory is significant.
John Sherwood regained his composure and said slowly, "Find something for me."
Kevin Harley evaluates several times, without asking much, "I want ten million in cash."
"Haven't you heard from me that I'm looking for something that's already priced in?"
"I don't care what you want me to steal." Kevin Harley looked at him with a smile. "You just need to pay, even if you want to steal Tom Robert, I will pack it up and bring it to your door."
"… No need." John Sherwood's face remained unchanged. "Also, don't use the word thief, it's mine."
Kevin Harley doesn't care; he shrugs, "Okay, what does that look like? Where exactly is it located?"
"As a necklace, the pendant is a clear, shiny, blue gem." John Sherwood described it; pausing for a moment, he said softly, "I don't know if Will had it with him when he had bad luck. It must be in his room if Will didn't take it."
Kevin Harley related his unusual appearance, momentarily feeling that he had discovered something terrible; he looked at him in surprise.
"Want to say what?"
"Nothing." Kevin Harley immediately retracted his surprise, as he said, very timely.
John Sherwood, too lazy to compare with him, began to talk about the rear house arrangement to Kevin Harley. Kevin Harley focused on memorizing, then the music at the previous house suddenly changed; he understood and said, "The ceremony has started, you go. I'm going to steal things."
This time has good points and bad points. It's good that everyone gathers in the house first, especially the main character, Tom Robert, is also there, so the bodyguards will be there the most. The bad thing is that it becomes deserted here; suddenly, there is a stranger who will attract other people's attention. Moreover, the Robert Family is looking for him; if he does not do well, he will pull out many more people.
John Sherwood wanted to remind me a few words, but if I didn't say it, I could take this opportunity to see what had taken the other person's strength was, so he didn't speak.
Kevin Harley did not know his calculations, thought for a moment, and asked, "From the rumors I have heard, I can guess, Will Robert is not a person who likes to rob other people's houses. Is that gem you gave him?"
"Yeah, so what?"
"Gifted to someone, now people die and want to get it back." Kevin Harley cleverly expressed, "After all, you are the boss of an area."
John Sherwood "…"
John Sherwood's pupils darkened. "This has nothing to do with you, do your job."
Kevin Harley took two steps, hesitated for a few seconds, and turned his head in disbelief. "Are you going to give me the money? I mean, you're so stingy; you really don't lie to me, do you?"
"…" The blue vein on John Sherwood's forehead bounced, and he coldly said, "I'll give. I want that necklace to cause my cause."
Kevin Harley finally calmed down, waved his hand, and quickly left.
John Sherwood looked at him, still unsure of his true purpose. He told his subordinates to pay more attention to his movements at home later, then left. The front house is filled with musical piano sounds. When he returned, Tom Robert had just come out, with a cold expression before and after, walking step by step on the carpet; at the end of the street was a picture of Will Robert.
The host and magician were both waiting at the front, and the crowd split to either side, watching silently. The whole building only heard the music, and John Sherwood watched quietly, his pupils temporarily darkened.
He still thinks that one day he will love me, stand in front of me, look him in the eye and say, "I do." Even if the wedding is simple, even if no one comes, he will be pleased to persevere and have been waiting for a long time and does not want to persevere to persevere.
"I agree."
John Sherwood came to his senses, saw thunderous applause around him, and glanced over at Tom Robert, standing upright; he also clapped but sighed inwardly. What Will still pursues when he is alive until he dies. At this moment, if there is a sacred place in the sky, I wonder what mood he will be in.
The last rays of dusk on the horizon had disappeared, and several magicians stepped forward to cast spells. The crowd immediately became chaotic, and some people couldn't help but take a few steps back. John Sherwood looked over, saw the beautiful wedding in an instant, and turned in a murky direction, and he didn't understand what Tom Robert was crazy about.
The cell phone rang without an appointment; the number called to let the subordinate's name, John Sherwood's heart flutter, and he immediately guessed it was related to that Beta, so he pressed the answer button "Hello?"
"It's me." Kevin Harley smiled and asked, "Is it convenient to go out?"
John Sherwood was silent for half a second, suddenly realizing why he pressed each word. "Where did you get your phone?"
"This is not important."
"Not important."
"Okay, I originally wanted to borrow your subordinate for a bit, but he won't let me, so I can only take some measures." Kevin Harley said regretfully, "He's still sleeping soundly in the grass. When you return, don't forget to call someone to bring him back."
John Sherwood "…"
John Sherwood patiently "Where are you… What are you doing there?"
"I discovered an unexpected secret. I want to see it?"
"What?"
"It's hard to describe, come see for yourself."
John Sherwood scanned his eyes, and saw that Tom Robert was busy summoning spirits, probably had to get a glass of wine later, and probably didn't have free time; for the time being, he chose a small path and slowly walked through.
Little drama:
Jack Anderson: "You're so hostile, aren't you afraid of being tricked by him? Aren't you afraid that he will harm you and ruin your family? Aren't you afraid that in the end even the shorts won't exist?"
John Sherwood: "As long as he dares to deceive me, don't expect to get out of Blackbell alive. Who do you think I am?"
Jack Anderson: "You are too naive. If you thought that he belonged to that small number, then you should understand what kind of simple people they are. I tell you, it is one step, three steps. Out of ten sentences, there are nine lies. It's best not to believe him, or just wait to die. I am the best example."
John Sherwood was defiant: "Don't compare me to you. In Blackbell, no one dared to touch me. Even if he destroys House Robert, blaming it on me, I don't feel pressured."
Jack Anderson: "…"
Jack Anderson [See script, hesitates for a few seconds] dumbfounded face "… The rich g**g boss is the most obnoxious."
John Sherwood: "I'm smarter than you, of course, thinking about the possibility of cheating, but what if it's true? What if that secret has something to do with Will? What if it was a testament or something Will leave me? What if, before Will got into trouble, he loved me, and actually wanted to run away with me? Damn it." [John Sherwood aggressively throws down the script: Who wrote this? Pull out and beat him up.]
Jack Anderson: "…"
John Sherwood: "Tell me who you are."
Jack Anderson: "It's not a big deal."
John Sherwood: "No, it's important."
Jack Anderson: "No."
John Sherwood: "Yes."
Jack Anderson: "…"
John Sherwood: "…"
Kevin Harley's bright face pulled back the curtain.
The great resources of House Robert are excellent, and the architecture of the guest room is also magnificent. At this moment, Kevin Harley is standing in a guest room and has accidentally broken a human-sized ceramic vase, which is carefully assembled with iron glue. Now that the four pieces have been glued on the vase, he can see a few crooked cracks.
When John Sherwood entered and saw this image, he immediately narrowed his eyes. "What are you doing?"
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