Chapter 211: Chapter 211

“Alright. Thank you, Mr. Clark.”

After Conrad left, they freshened up and returned to their rooms to rest.

Meanwhile, in Ryoln City, Curtis had discovered Silvia’s whereabouts. He hurried to Neil’s office to present him with his report.

“Mr. Remus, we’ve located Miss Pond. She’s currently in Ten Miles Village, which is situated in the southernmost part of Greenvale.”

Neil was surprised to know where Silvia was. He frowned and asked, “Why is she there?”

“I believe she’s there for work...”

“Got it. You can get back to your work.”

After Curtis left, Neil called Dulcie.

“Dulcie, why has Silvia gone to Ten Miles Village?”

She frowned when she recognized his voice. “Mr. Remus, I don’t think I need to report MY Corporation’s work arrangements to you.”

If Neil had not stolen their deal with Anderson Corporation, Silvia would not have needed to look for a new textile factory. Dulcie became upset when she recalled what he had done.

“Silvia’s my wife. I have a right to know why your company has sent her on a business trip.”

Dulcie smiled and said, “If you’re so eager to find out, you should call Silvia and ask her. Why are you asking me?”

Then, she ended the call.

His expression instantly turned cold, and he gave Silvia a call after a few seconds.

A few rings later, Silvia answered.

“Mr. Remus, why are you calling me all of a sudden?”

Neil’s gaze darkened a little as he said, “I’m planning to visit my grandmother in two days. Would you like to join me?”

“I’m currently on a business trip, so I might not be able to make it. I’ll join you next time.”

Neil subconsciously tightened his grip on the phone and fell silent.

“If you have no other business with me, I’ll hang up now. I need to get some rest.”

Since there was no reply from him, she ended the call.

In the following days, Silvia, Eva, and Joe visited the textile factory to see how its staff made and dyed fabrics.

The main workers of the textile factory were middle-aged people over forty. Despite their small numbers, they were highly efficient, and the fabric quality met Silvia’s standards.

By the end of the third day, she had made up her mind to partner with this textile factory in Ten Miles Village.

Conrad was overjoyed to hear her decision. He immediately asked his wife to slaughter the old hen they had been raising for several years. His wife then prepared a feast for Silvia and the others.

During the meal, Conrad raised a glass of beer with teary eyes and toasted to Silvia. “Miss Pond, thank you for choosing us. We promise that we’ll work diligently and not let you down.”

Then, he downed the beer in one gulp.

If Silvia had not decided to partner with them, the textile factory would probably close down within the next month.

When she first arrived, Conrad was not very confident about securing the partnership. He was worried that Silvia would not be interested once she saw how shabby the place was. To his surprise, she did not mind the environment and also agreed to collaborate.

Silvia smiled and said, “Mr. Clark, there’s no need to thank me. Although your textile factory is small, its efficiency and fabric quality are on par with or even better than those at larger factories. That’s why I’ve chosen to partner with you.”

“We’ll do our best to produce higher-quality fabrics for you!”

“I believe that you guys can do it!”

By the time dinner was over, it was 9 p.m. As they were preparing to return, it began to rain heavily.

Conrad looked at the rain and said, “We often have such weather here, but it usually stops in half an hour. You guys can stay a little longer.”

However, the rain did not subside as expected. In fact, it got heavier. Conrad’s house was on higher ground, but the rainwater had started to accumulate and flow toward lower areas.

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“It looks like the rain is getting heavier.”

She had never seen such heavy rain in her entire life.

Suddenly, a man in a raincoat showed up at the yard’s entrance. He quickly walked to the door with an anxious expression. “Mr. Clark, the Smith Family’s house at the village entrance is flooded!”