Chapter 106: Chapter 106

< Chapter 106 Chapter 106 Lennon’s black Cullinan parked downstairs.

Mariela went downstairs and saw him leaning against the car, making a phone call.

pat When he saw her coming, Lennon’s eyes lit up for a moment. He quickly ended the conversation with a few words and looked up at her, giving her a slight smile. Today’s outfit and makeup suit you very well Mariela smiled and opened the door of the passenger seat, sitting inside.

“Where are we going?” she asked, fastening her seatbelt.

“You would know in a moment.”

Today he didn’t bring a driver and drove the car himself.

Cullinan drove through the bustling city and headed towards the suburbs. The tall buildings gradually disappeared from sight until they could no longer be seen New York was a plain terrain, and the scenery outside the city was beautiful. Under the clear and blue sky, there were endless golden rice fields, with scattered farmers harvesting the rice.

Occasionally passing by a few rural courtyards, the few fruit trees in front of the houses had all shed their leaves, leaving the branches bare. Mariela half opened the car window, letting in the cool breeze, carrying a faint scent of osmanthus, which was refreshing and invigorating. “Mmm, so pleasant.” Mariela closed her eyes and took a deep breath, savoring the scent of osmanthus in the wind.

Lennon drove attentively, “We’re almost there.”

The car drove on the winding narrow country cement road for about twenty minutes and finally stopped at the entrance of a three–story self–built house.

“We have arrived, Lennon turned off the engine and turned to look at Mariel The girl looked surprised and asked, “Where is this?”

Lennon’s lips tightened, his voice carrying a slight smile, “Get off and take a look.”

As soon as I got off the car, the owner of the house came to greet me tural The man initially had a look of confusion, but when he saw Lennon, his expression immediately turned to astonishment. Finally, he walked up with a smile and said, “Mr. Stark, what brings you here?”

With that, the man handed over a cigarette.

Mariela spotted a pack of cigarettes, Pyramid and supermarkets, priced at Mariela didn’t smoke, but she often saw this kind of cigarettes on the cigarette counter at convenience stores an around twenty to thirty dollars per pack.

She saw the elegant and noble man next to her take the cigarette, while the man opposite, who appeared to be in his forties with dark skin, had already lit one for Lennon, The man felt a little embarrassed and said, “I’m sorry, Mr. Stark. I didn’t know you were coming today, so I didn’t prepare any good cigarettes at home. This is all I have.”

Mariela found it strange and watched Lennon with great interest.

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