Rolling Love | On Hold

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Nichole just wanted to leave as soon as possible. She did not take too much notice of this strange man's strange comment. She took the card, with a sidelong glance, she nodded slightly to show goodbye and hastily left, leaving the man standing behind her.

And she walked out of the International Arrivals towards the door, she dropped the business card in the trash bin on her way.

As she dropped the business cards, her ears heard a familiar voice: "Nichole!"

She stopped.

Looking to where the sound came from, she saw the door being pushed. 

Mason waved at her, closely cropped hair, a competent smile. Finally there was a trace of emotion in her face "I am so honored, are you so tired of your manager that you came to personally pick me up?"

He gave her a helpless smile in exchange to her ridicule: "A year has gone by, but your words have become more and more sharp. "

"A year has gone by, but you have become more and more handsome", she answered.

Sunny weather, bright eyes, the man's smile was warmer than the sun. Nichole looked away to eliminate her heart of evil thoughts: "What happened to Earl? He is usually responsible for picking me up. "

"Dad went to the hospital, and I was on leave today, so I decided to replace my dad to be your driver for the day. " Taking her luggage, he walked towards the parking lot.

Not far from the parking lot, a luxury car was parked quietly, the window glass and the eyes of the man sitting in the back seat both black as ink.

He was looking out of the window, his gaze lazy, but eyes predatory like an eagle, one hand supporting his chin on the edge of the window, his face cold.

The man who was with Nichole after the flight before approached the car from the other side, opened the door and sat in the car. Turning back, he said to the man in the back seat, "Mr. Miller, I have something for you. "

Mr. Miller nodded silently, gazed out of the window to see Nichole and her companion get into another car not far away then softly ordered the driver, "Drive. "

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Mason started the car, asked her: "What about the company 's operating data I sent you?"

"I was reading it on the plane, almost finished. "

"Now the company is very chaotic, you have to get to know these things as soon as possible. Do you want to go home or go directly to the hospital to visit?"

Nichole was seated in the co – pilot seat, the sun was shielded by the window, her expression turned negative: "How is my dad now?"

"Last week he had a stroke, he has been in hospital since then, now the situation is fairly stable. "

Mason accelerated , it seemed that this is an important thing to think about, through the rear view mirror he looked at Nichole before continuing: "Your sister is also in the hospital. ".

He looked at her, she looked upset, he silently turned around and said. "Do not think about her anymore, all right, look at my face. "

Nichole smiled, but her eyes were unsmiling: "Mason, Hazel may be a goddess in your eyes, but she is just a weed in my eyes ......"

~*~

Nichole chose to go home, rather than go to the hospital as she really wanted to avoid any family conflicts.

A ten-hour flight where she spent most of her time to review the files, she was tired enough. Now after a comfortable bath, she was lying on the couch watching TV, finally feeling a little cozy.