Adam and his team rented a place to stay in the Imperial Capital.
Chloe stood by the window, looking at the night view outside.
The mobile phone buzzed.
It was a call from Len Hawthorne.
As soon as the call was answered, a low magnetic man's voice came from the other side: "Has the accommodation been arranged?"
"Yeah."
"Is there anything you need elder brother to help with?"
"No."
"Little Chloe, don't feel it's troublesome. If you don't bother elder brother, he's worried that you'll run to the one surnamed Godfrey."
Len Hawthorne sat in a chair, leaning back slightly, his long legs resting on the corner of the table, anchoring the tilted chair.
The whole person looked somewhat casual, but irresistibly handsome.
As he spoke to Chloe, his deep phoenix eyes were tinted with a smile.
"The Godfrey Family has nothing to help me with."
"They are not already there with you, are they?" Len Hawthorne bluntly probed.
He seemingly assumed the role of a boyfriend.