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My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 913

However, after being in Griffin Cooper's office for about half an hour, the snow outside the courtyard had piled up high.

He looked up at the sky. The snowfall was getting heavier and heavier tonight. It seemed that it would go on for the entire night.

Seeing Nathaniel coming out, his driver, Jamie, and the bodyguard, Horatio, hurriedly greeted him. They realized that Nathaniel seemed distressed, so the two of them were smart enough to not utter a word, while they waited for his orders.

Nathaniel stepped on the snow and his feet sank into it, but his pace was not affected at all. His steps were still as nimble as usual.

Jamie hurriedly caught up and said, "Sir, the way out has been blocked by the heavy snow, and the car will not be able to drive through it. It's better to wait here for the night and we can go back after the road is cleared out tomorrow morning."

The road was blocked by heavy snow, and their vehicle would not be able to navigate such terrain. Given the weather, no one would risk their lives by traveling on the roads under such hazardous conditions.

As the President of the country, he couldn't afford to have any accidents.

If something happened to Nathaniel, the economy of Country A which had just started to improve recently would probably be affected again.

"Please get some workers to clear the roads now. For any worker who can handle this today, pay them six times their salary for each person using my personal funds, and give them an extra three days off during the New Year," Nathaniel said in a low voice.

He had called Karen Joy Kyle on the phone before he came to see Griffin. Karen Joy said that she hoped that he would appear in front of her as soon as she opened her eyes the next morning.

She only made such a sensible request for him. How could he not fulfill her wishes? He would hate to disappoint her.

"Yes." Jamie nodded. As soon as he contacted the relevant departments, the workers immediately came to clear up the snow on the road leading to Moon Bay overnight.

Such a large-scale project would take a lot of effort to complete in such a short time. However, with such a huge remuneration offered, even under the heavy snowfall, there were still a lot of people who willingly took up the job.

On this snowy night, the large group of workers was plowing away at the snow, sacrificing their sleep. But of course, many other people were still lying comfortably in their warm beds, enjoying their slumber.

Karen Joy was one of them. She fell asleep while she was thinking about her Brother Lionel but she woke up because she was missing him.

No, no, Karen Joy didn't wake up from missing Brother Lionel. Instead, she was awakened by a delicious smell that ignited her senses.

When she was sleeping, she suddenly detected the fragrance of her favorite food -strawberry pie. Karen Joy poked her head out of the quilt, stretched out her hand, and scratched her face doubtfully.

Her little aunt's family had only been there for a night. They had already gone back after that and she was only the one left staying at Moon Bay! So why would there be the smell of strawberry pie?

It must be that she had missed Brother Lionel so much that she was hallucinating!

Yes, it must be so.

Brother Lionel was a bad guy. She should be blaming this on him! Whenever he left her alone, she would go crazy thinking of him. It was all his fault.

Karen Joy got under the quilt again. She pulled up the quilt to cover her head and was preparing to sleep for a little longer to catch up on some lost sleep.

But strangely, the fragrant scent didn't disappear. Instead, it was getting stronger, as if it came from just outside of her room.

Could it be that there were burglars at her house?

That can't be.

No burglar would be silly enough to make breakfast in someone else's house.

Could it be that her parents were worried about her safety so they flew over to keep her company?

Her parents had the keys to the house, and only her parents would make her favorite strawberry pie for her.

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