If Donald didn't meet Geraldine's standard, she would've left Pollerton immediately. After all, she didn't have all the time in the world to search for the next suitable candidate who would help achieve her goal.
“All right. You have a deal.” Donald nodded.
In response, Geraldine handed the flash drive to him.
At the same time, Jennifer brought a reheated sandwich from the kitchen to the living room. “What are you two chatting about that made you both happy?”
“Naturally, it's because I'm inspecting whether your husband deserves you or not. That's what I should do as your best friend,” replied Geraldine.
Jennifer pursed her lips, grinning. “What's the verdict?”
“He's all right.” Geraldine stared at Donald with a meaningful look. “I still need to observe his later performance.”
They heard a knocking on the door when Geraldine ended her sentence.
“Who is it?” asked Jennifer before opening the door. Immediately, a group of bodyguards in black barged in without any greetings.
“Who are you? Who let you inside?” she questioned angrily.
A man in a white suit and a rose in his chest pocket sauntered into the house.
When he spotted Geraldine sitting on the couch, an affectionate smile was set on his countenance. “How can you run away from home without saying a word, my dear sister? Do you know how much I was worried about you? Stop being naughty and go home with me, okay?”
When Geraldine saw that man, she reacted as though she had just seen a terrifying monster.
Hastily, she hid behind Donald and spat, “Keep dreaming, Archer! I won't go home with you, so give up already!”
The smile on Archer Harper's face froze as a darkened look swirled in his eyes. “Didn't I warn you not to get too close to unfamiliar men, Ginny?”
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