Chapter 246: Going Home, But She’s Nowhere to Be Found
Looking at Rosanne Nichols, Baron Stuart’s cold demeanor seemed thoughtful. After a moment, he raised his eyes, “I will let Clayton Howard be responsible for this investment.’
As his voice fell, he put down the tall glass in his hand and stood up.
After glaring at Leonardo Bryson, he slowly walked toward the direction of the private room door entrance, as if to leave.
“Baron Stuart,” a sweet and crisp voice rang out from behind.
At the sound, Baron Stuart turned his head and met a pair of grateful eyes.
“Thank you.” Rosanne Nichols smiled as she spoke.
Originally, she was just trying her luck, as everyone knew that getting an investment from the Futuren Group was as difficult as climbing to the sky.
But Rosanne had not expected that Baron Stuart would help her.
She was grateful, even though she had been heartbroken by him in the past. But now, that chapter of her life could finally come to a close.
Baron Stuart glanced at her and, without saying a word, he turned around and left Duke Station.Throne.
When he reached the front door, Baron Stuart turned around with an unhappy expression and looked at Leonardo Bryson beside him.
At this time, he was laughing quite relaxedly and fiercely.
“Did you do it on purpose?” Baron Stuart frowned, in his eyes hard to hide the anger.
This Leonardo Bryson, knowing that he and Rosanne Nichols had had a past, brought her in front of him to ask for his investment in that movie!
Upon hearing this, Leonardo Bryson immediately raised his hand to protest his innocence, “Heaven and earth as my witness, it was not intentional. It was Rosanne who ‘begged’ me to ask for your help.” He intentionally emphasized the word ‘begged’.
Baron Stuart gave him a sidelong glance, believing in half of what he said.
Given Rosanne Nichols’ personality, she must have been too embarrassed to directly come and find him. That’s why she had asked Leonardo Bryson to be the middleman.
Glancing at the time, it was already 5:30 PM, Baron Stuart took a step towards the car.
“It’s almost dinner time. Why don’t we eat together?” After all, it had been a long time since the two brothers had eaten together.
Baron Stuart didn’t look back, he just opened the car door and said, “You can eat by yourself.”
Having said that, he got into the Sapphire Blue Bugatti sports car and sped off, leaving a trail of dust behind him.
Watching the car disappear into the bustling city district, Leonardo Bryson pursed his lips and then turned around to open his car door.
Summer vacation would be ending soon. He wondered what Bella Stuart was doing right now. Was she at home busy reviewing her homework? Considering her personality, probably not.
Thinking of Bella Stuart, the corners of Leonardo Bryson’s mouth unconsciously lifted into a smile.
At 6:00 PM, Baron Stuart arrived at his private residence. However, the person who was supposed to be there was not to be found.
Frowning, he looked at Mrs. Noelle beside him and asked, “Where is she?”
Mrs. Noelle had just come out of the kitchen. She was worried since it was getting late, and her young lady hadn’t returned yet.
“She said she wanted to go out and buy some stuff this afternoon, but it’s already this late, and she hasn’t come back yet.” After speaking, Mrs. Noelle’s gaze turned toward the front door, people still not yet returning.
Baron Stuart frowned upon listening. He remembered that she had mentioned going out to buy stuff yesterday.
He coughed, feeling a bit awkward when he thought about her mentioning sanitary napkins yesterday.
Having been silent for a while, he took out his cell phone and dialed Emily Walker’s number…
Duke Station.Throne, inside the private room.
Emily Walker sat on the sofa, looked at the time, and saw that it was already 6:00 PM. She wondered whether Baron Stuart had left yet.
“Emily, what should I play?” The four were playing mahjong, and Adrian Nash, looking at the cards in his hand, didn’t know what to play and asked Emily nearby.
Emily was about to say she needed to leave, but when Adrian asked, she shifted her gaze to the cards on his table..