Chapter 6 Who Is This Woman
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Under a large escort, Tyrone looked conspicuous.
While the other men were dressed in business suits, he wore a dark gray windbreaker, setting off his extraordinary tall neat figure.
He had sculpted features. His eyes were deep, his outline was graceful and his air imposing.
His escorts were surrounding him and keeping a respectful distance as if they were fearful of the man.
The man was stylish and majestic just like a king.
When he reached the tea-drying plantation, there came an uproar.
Tyrone frowned slightly and quickened his pace forward.
He walked steadily and nobly.
He walked near and found a fainted female worker on the ground.
To block the sun, the tea-drying worker was tightly wrapped and wearing a mask. Only her eyes were exposed.
Tyrone somehow felt familiar with her closed eyes and eyelashes that were trembling like butterfly wings.
Facing the accident, everyone panicked and lost their bearing.
Tyrone took her up, "Is there a cool place?"
"Yes, President White, we have an office..." Manager Cook of the tea factory said hurriedly.
"Get some heat-relieving medicine and call the doctor." Tyrone enjoined.
Among so many people, he was the most composed and a natural leader.
Tyrone carried the female worker to the office nearby.
Manager Cook asked his employees to continue with their work and hurried off for the doctor.
After a moment of hesitation, Shelton followed over.
He saw Tyrone putting Nancy on a sofa and unbuttoning her clothes.
"What are you doing!" Shelton couldn't help shouting out loud.
He was afraid the man would take advantage of Nancy!
Tyrone shot a fierce glance at Shelton.
This female worker got sunstroke, and taking off her sun-protective clothes could relieve the heat.
Certainly, he wouldn't explain it to the young man.
Ignoring Shelton's question, Tyrone continued taking off her bamboo hat and mask.
Shelton wanted to rush up and stop the man. Somehow, he couldn't move an inch as if being spellbound.
The man's gaze just now was as imposing as the sky before a storm, under which he could barely breathe.
Before the majestic man, he felt dwarfed.
The mask was removed, exposing a pale and innocent face.
There was something special about the face. It looked innocent yet charming.
Tyrone was shocked.
Her?
Manager Cook hurried back to the tea factory with the doctor.
The doctor gave Nancy some heat-relieving medicine.
"Not a big issue. She was just weak and exposed to the sun. In a moment, she will be fine." Said the doctor.
Tyrone's brows furrowed.
It was a weird day. Why did he meet the same woman twice?
He could say the woman deliberately create an opportunity for the first time. But it was his temporary decision to visit the tea factory in the afternoon.
"Who is this woman?" Tyrone asked coldly.
Manager Cook was taken aback and feared if the fainted woman disturbed Tyrone's mood for the visit.
"President White... I'm sorry... I don't know why someone suddenly fainted." Manager Cook explained, a quiver in his voice.
"Cut the crap, tell me who is she." Tyrone cut in.
Who was she? Manager Cook was dumbfounded.
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