After Dirvorce I become a SheEO
Chapter 205

Chapter 205

After Dirvorce I become a SheEO Chapter 205

Chapter 205 Gorgeous

It was a call from Twilight Studio.

The call was connected. Ira cleared his throat and solemnly said, “Hello, Mr. Nash. You have joinedTwilight Studio and become a member of the company. Next, I will assign some very important tasks toyou.”

Lincoln coldly snorted.

Ira was so frightened that he immediately explained, “Mr. Nash, I have no choice. It’s my job… I don’thave a choice.”

Ira was implying that Zayla had forced him to do so.

And of course, Lincoln could tell.

“What did she want me to do?”

Ira coughed a few times and said, “The restoration of the murals in Snow Building’s east building must becompleted before Zayla gets back.”

“I see.”

After the call ended, Lincoln asked Melvin to get twenty elite mural restorers

to go to Snow Building and do the work.

Soon, Lincoln took his private jet to San Diego.

Aziel sat not far away from Lincoln, bitterly practicing his handwriting.

When Zayla woke up, the plane had landed in San Diego.

San Diego had built its reputation on the back of tourism.

With its jade mines, San Diego was known as a paradise for experts and a nightmare for amateurs.

Amateurs could forget about gambling stones. They were most likely to be

tricked when buying raw jade, and even a piece of finished jade might be fake jade soaked with strongacid.

On the contrary, experts earned a lot.

San Diego Airport was located in a remote area. Zayla planned to take a taxi to the city.

In the next second, a driver came up to her earnestly.

“Ma’am, are you going downtown?” The driver was almost drooling when he saw Zayla.

He was surprised to see how pretty she was.

The driver promised confidently, “Ma’am, let me help you with your luggage.

My car is right over there. I’m a local, so I know my way around here. Rest assured. I won’t make adetour whatsoever.”

The driver was about to take her luggage.

Suddenly, a motorcycle stopped. The rider, a boy, took off his helmet and

casually brushed his messy hair.

“Sis, I thought we said you’d wait for me to pick you up.” As he spoke, he

handed Zayla a helmet.

Zayla did not speak. She looked at the boy in front of her who was wearing a high school uniform.

He was riding an Augusta Motorcycle. Only connoisseurs knew that Augusta Motorcycles were theFerrari among motorcycles.

Others treated Augusta Motorcycles as collectibles, yet the one he was riding on was so dirty, and evenits bottom was covered by dry mud. Obviously, he treated it carelessly.

“So, someone has been waiting for you.” The driver’s smile disappeared at once.

He glared at the boy and said, “You should have said so earlier. Otherwise, I might have picked up othercustomers already.”

Then the driver turned around and left, trying to get others to take his taxi.

After the driver left, the boy said in a relaxed tone, “It must be your first time coming to San Diego. Thetaxi drivers near the airport are the most difficult to

deal with.

“They won’t make a detour. That’s not profitable at all. Instead, they will take you to the jade shops andforce you to buy something. You can’t leave there until you spend at least 10 thousand dollars.”

Zayla smiled and said calmly, “I can handle it.”

She had GPS on her phone. If she realized that the route wasn’t right, worst things came to worst, shewould just jump out of the car. Or she could fight with the driver. It was no big deal.

“Gorgeous, you are a bit arrogant, aren’t you? Look at you. You are so petite. You are no one’s match…”

Then the boy muttered something and opened his mouth again.