Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) -
Chapter 94
Charlotte waited for him for a long time and was inevitably anxious. When she saw him back, she was finally relieved.
If she took one step wrong, she would lose it all. At this point, she was worried she might make more mistakes if she did all the things alone.
Ricky first handed her a new phone, "This is your new phone, I took your phone card from the broken phone and installed it. Just now, I have asked my comrades in the national security to eliminate all the communication records between you and Thomas. Also, in order to facilitate my protection of you in the future, I have installed a location monitoring system in your new cell phone, is that okay? Normally, I won't turn it on, unless it's an emergency."
"Well, yes." Charlotte nodded gently. Something seemed to flash across her almond eyes. Now it seemed like she just gave him the opportunity to tie her down securely from then on.
Ricky took out another phone, and a few disposable recharge cards, and put them into Charlotte's hands.
He instructed, "You tell Thomas to leave Khebury and go hide in another city for a while and come back at least a month later. From now on, when you contact him, you must use a disposable rechargeable phone card and throw it away every time you use it, leaving no trace. This is the most basic anti-surveillance tool. And I will teach you more later."
"Good." Charlotte felt much more settled in her heart after hearing what he said. A professional, indeed, was different.
"Thank you." She slowly lifted her eyes and looked at him with open eyes.
There seemed to be tears in her eyes which might fall just any minute and she spoke quietly, "Ricky, will you dislike me, think I'm not a good girl..." The way she looked was just too inviting, too tempting.
Ricky suddenly lost control of himself and leaned in, kissing her and stopping what she was about to say.
He knew that she must have to marry into another powerful family, which was inevitable, and he understood.
He would be satisfied just to have her. It was not unusual for a woman of high society like her to have a lover. From now on, he could clear all obstacles for her.
Charlotte froze at first, but she didn't struggle. She just let him kiss her.
After a long time, Ricky finally gave up and let go of him, panting raggedly and guiltily, "I'm sorry about that."
Charlotte looked away, a shy blush rising on her face.
Intentional or not, such actions provoked Ricky and made him all the more enchanted.
She clearly understood that Ricky had completely fallen for her.
"You make the call first. I'll go out and stand right in front of the room. If there's anything else, ask me again." Ricky left the room happily and stood guard outside the door. Inside the room.
Charlotte used a temporary phone number and dialed Thomas' number.
"Thomas, it's me. You pack your things immediately, leave Khebury as far away as possible, and come back in a month. Don't contact me during that time, I'll contact you if something comes up." "OK, OK, OK, you're in charge, but I don't have enough money. I will need quite a lot of money to go out for a month."
"Didn't I just give you a million dollars? Did you burn it?" Charlotte frowned.
"Hey, hey, my bad. Itchy hands. Lost a bit some time ago."
"You!" Charlotte gasped, "Got it, I'll have someone send you some money later, I'll send you the address. Take the money and you hurry up."
"Good. I'm on my way."
With that, Thomas hung up the phone.
Charlotte removed the disposable phone card, opened the door to the room, and handed it to Ricky for destruction.
Ricky was also instructed to deliver the money to the designated location.
After everything was done, she sat on the sofa and rested with her eyes closed.
It's not as easy as she had thought it would be to get rid of Joyce.
Ricky, a second lieutenant, certainly knew how to do things without leaving a trace and would be a great help to her.
If you replace any errors (non-standard content, ads redirect, broken links, etc..), Please let us know so we can fix it as soon as possible.
Report