“I just need a simple car that can take me to and from work every day. A cheap one’s good enough for me.
But if you insist on buying me a car, I want a Volkswagen Santana.”
“What? That car isn’t good enough for you!” Cyrus frowned unhappily.
Lucinda pouted like a spoiled child.
“No, it’s perfect. Cyrus, I don’t plan on revealing my true identity for the time being. A Santana it is!”
Whoever her enemy was in the Simmons family was hell-bent on hurting her. Since she lost her memory and was stranded in Forden, that enemy hadn’t made any moves. Perhaps they didn’t know that she had been with the Roberts family all these years.
It was too dangerous to expose her identity before she figured out who her enemy was.
Cyrus wasn’t an idiot. He could roughly guess what she was worried about.
“I hired the best security agency. You won’t have to worry about your safety while staying here. No one will disturb you.”
Then a thought occurred to him.
“By the way, Graham’s working abroad.
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And Hilliard has taken in a patient with a rare disease. They’re too busy to come here to meet you personally. But when they heard that you were divorced, they were both so happy that they each got you a little gift. I think it’ll arrive in a few days.”
Lucinda stuck out her lower lip aggrievedly.
“What kind of brothers would celebrate their sister’s divorce? Are you happy about it, too?”
Even though she pretended to be offended, she was very curious about what sort of gift her brothers had gotten her. As the worldwide famous pilot, Graham Simmons also owned enterprices all over the world, and he had many connections in underworld and with the police.
Hilliard Simmons, her other brother, was one of the best surgeons.
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Their gifts to her were likely priceless and valuable.
Seeing her finally crack a happy smile, Cyrus chuckled and rubbed her nose dotingly before going upstairs to take a shower.
At midnight.
After dropping Eleanor off at the hotel, Nathaniel went back to the villa.
Inside, the living room was dark and empty.
Without the woman who used to wait for him to come back every night, he somehow felt a bit down.
What were these mixed feelings in his heart?
He turned on the lights, sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and listened to Flynn’s report quietly.