After I said my piece, I walked out. Hugo happened to come by with a truck, when he saw me he said, "Miss Reid, you want to head over to the attractions right? Let's go together then!"
I ran up to him and said, "Uh-huh, sorry to trouble you."
So I got into the truck with him.
Sometimes, I wished I led a simple life. Hugo and I talked about the project along the way. He said, "We will be quite busy for the next couple of days, and as you've just arrived, it may take a while to adjust. We sometimes stay on until midnight, and clock in early the next day."
I thought for a moment and said, "It takes an hour to drive here from the city. Going back and forth each day takes up a lot of time."
He nodded and said with a smile, "Yes, indeed, that's why there is temporary housing here. But tonight will be fine, after accompanying Mr. Roberts and the clients for dinner, we'll just exchange some documents and that will be it."
After stopping the truck at the attractions site, he took me directly to the hotel restaurant. On the way, he briefly introduced and explained to me the current issues they were facing.
I probably didn't sleep well last night. After entering the hotel, I found a place to sit down to wait and ended up but dozing off.
Fortunately, Hugo woke me up in time and said, "Don't doze off now, in just a moment we will need to welcome Mr. Roberts' guests."
I nodded and followed him out. We waited at the entrance of the hotel lobby, and soon Hendrix and Rowane arrived.
Perhaps it was because of the harsh things I said, but Hendrix didn't even look my way.
A black Bentley appeared at the entrance of the hotel. It came to a halt, and a kind-looking old man, around the age of 70, greeted us.
"Hendrix, I haven't seen you for a long time. I almost didn't recognize you!" The old man said, his voice deep and charming.
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