Horace’s eyes lit up as he briskly walked toward the storage cab behind his office chair. He opened
the cab and retrieved a satellite phone from the inside. This phone was equipped with particr
hardware to prevent outside parties from tapping in.
It could be used to make calls without needing a SIM card. He quickly dialed his younger brother,
Warner’s, number.
“Who is this?”
“Warner, something has gone wrong on my end. Find a way to eliminate Rowan from Neon
Photography Studio in the Jonford city center!”
“Alright,” Warner agreed without hesitation. After hanging up the phone, Horace walked slowly to the
window.
He lifted a corner of the curtain and looked out onto the street below. A ck van was parked by the
roadside. He was unaware that Hunt had seen everything through his binocrs inside the van.
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Neon Photography Studio was located in the city center. A tall and handsome man was photographing
a beautiful girl in a school uniform.
“Open your eyes a little wider and keep your expression more natural!
“Okay, don’t move!”
DSLR carnera in hand, Rowan leaned in slightly and pressed the shutter button.
After the photoshoot was done, Rowan smiled and said, “All set. That’s a total of 225. You can just give
me 200!”
“Thank you, Rowan. You’ve worked hard!” The beautiful girl thanked him yfully, then took out her
phone to scan the payment code.
After exchanging a few polite words, Rowan saw the girl off. Only after she was some distance away
did Rowan close the door, take out a card reader from the DSLR camera, and plug it into theputer.
There were some revealing shots among the numerous photos he had just taken. Rowan erged the
photos and then took a few pieces of tissue paper from the side!
After about three minutes, Rowan shivered, his eyes half-shut as he leaned back in his chair.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
“Who is it?” Rowan switched theputer screen to the surveince feed.
Outside the door stood a beautiful woman in a violet spaghetti-strap dress. She had waist-length glossy
ck hair, an almond-shaped face, big eyes, long eyshes, and a smiling face. Her rosy and innocent
cheeks even featured two charming dimples.
Rowan could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
She was ten times, no, a hundred times more beautiful than those inte celebrities and news
anchors who hade to him for photos before. The view beneath her deep neckline was tantalizingly
elusive. The wicked me that had just subsided in Rowan instantly red up.
“Are you Rowan? I was rmended by a friend toe to you for a photoshoot!”
The woman’s voice was gentle and melodious. Rowan’s heart trembled fiercely. In his six years of
working in photography, he had encountered thousands of women, but he had never seen a woman
with such extraordinary looks and otherworldly voice.
“Is Mr. Rowan not here?”
The woman called out again, her soft voice sending shivers down
Rowan’s spine.
“I’m here!”
Rowanposed himself, quickly tidied up his desk, and then went to open the door.
The door opened, and a hint of fragrance wafted in. Rowan smiled in a gentlemanly manner and asked,
“Who rmended you? If it’s someone I know, I can give you a 20% discount!”
Rowan would be willing to photograph this woman even if it free.
The woman hugged her arms and asked, “It’s so cold outside. Cane in first?”
“Of course, of course. Come in quickly!” Rowan just thought it was a shame that he could not
immediately embrace her and show her
Chary
some tender loving care.
The woman followed Rowan into the photography studio. He then turned around and closed the door,
saying, “It’s a bit cold today. I hope you don’t mind me closing the door. Don’t worry, I’m not a bad
person.”
The woman smiled sweetly. “Aren’t you afraid that I might be a bad person?”