Without any warning, a torrential rain started to fall. The rain was beating the windows and it made a loud noise. The situation of the cars on the road became even more chaotic, causing one's heart to tighten.
Fortunately, Joseph Grant's convoy had turned onto a road with fewer people, which was directly used for driving to the Vice—President's Palace. No matter how heavy the rain, it would not be affected.
After passing through countless sentry booths, the car stopped in front of the living room's entrance. Warren Hilton quickly went down and opened the door for Joseph.
Joseph Grant held onto a document in his hand, and got out of the carriage. He said to Warren Hilton: "The rain is so heavy, why don't you let them all come in for a cup of tea, there's no need to rush back."
"Alright, mister, I will bring them to the side hall to sit. Quickly go and take a look at Miss Miller." Warren Hilton was very grateful for Joseph Grant's kindness and immediately nodded.
Joseph Grant made a sound of acknowledgement, and quickly walked into the living room. As he looked around, he did not see the familiar figure. Then he quickly walked towards the stairs.
Up the stairs, Joseph Grant instinctively walked towards his bedroom, because recently, this woman seemed to enjoy staying in his room and had left the room that belonged to her.
The moment he stepped into the room, Joseph Grant immediately saw the bundle that was propped up under the blanket. A ray of bright light could still be seen coming from within.
The handsome man frowned. What was this woman doing hiding under the blanket?
As Alvina Miller had been in an extremely sealed space with paper towels stuffed in her ears, she did not know that Joseph Grant had entered. She looked at the photos she had taken, and she was so happy that she looked like an idiot, becoming more and more excited.
Just when Alvina Miller finished flipping through an album and decided to read it again, the blanket above her head was lifted by a big palm.
She raised her panic—stricken eyes to meet with the man's deep eyes. The way Alvina Miller was lying on the ground was extremely seductive, and the man was looking at her.
"What are you looking at? You are so happy? " When the man saw her lying on her stomach with a small flashlight in her mouth, he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth and bend down to look with her.
"Your album." Alvina Miller quickly spat out the small flashlight and laughed dryly.
Joseph Grant's handsome face froze, he immediately extended his palm and snatched the album away: "Don't look it, there is nothing."
"It's really great. You were so cute when you were a kid. " Seeing that the man was embarrassed, Alvina Miller wanted to snatch the album away, but she immediately reached out and snatched it back: "Why not let me see it? Is there some secret behind it? "
"No secrets." Joseph Grant immediately replied.
"Is that so?" Alvina Miller's finger quickly went to the back of the album and flipped through it to find a picture of Joseph Grant and a girl around the same age sitting on a seaside swing. Alvina Miller immediately pointed with her little hand: "Who is she? You never mentioned her to me. You took three pictures, and one of it that you were holding hands. "
Joseph Grant's handsome face flushed red. He quickly sat to the side and explained in a low voice: "She's the daughter of my father's friend. We met each other when we worked together back then."
"OK…" Alvina Miller glanced at him meaningfully: "Just a friend? A friend that you could hold hands with...I understand."
"Alvina, what are you trying to say?" Joseph Grant laughed helplessly, and reached out to pinch her pouting cheeks: "At that time, we were only thirteen years old, and didn't understand any kind of relationship between a man and a woman. Moreover, I had always treated her as my younger sister, and after she settled down with her parents outside of the country, we basically hadn't met each other much."
"I envy her." Alvina Miller lowered her head and bluntly said.
"Why?" Joseph Grant's handsome face was filled with surprise.
"No reason, I'm just envious of her. I'm jealous that she got to know you so early and even went through such a beautiful period of youth with you." Alvina Miller sighed softly, a look of loss on her face.
Joseph Grant didn't know whether to laugh or cry and hugged her in his embrace. He kissed her forehead with his thin lips: "When you were young, you definitely had some good boys with you, right?
"I don't have any. At that time, I was a loner and didn't have any friends." Alvina Miller retorted in a low voice.
Joseph Grant believed her words because she had lost her father at that time.
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