Chapter 51 0051

• The cold breeze blow sweetly across Wembley's estate around 9 pm, as Mr Warren sat at the balcony of his mansion, looking relaxed. He checked his wrist watch from time to time, keeping track of what the time was. Already feeling a bit of uneasiness when the time was running fast —and what he was waiting for was delaying to come, he stood up and turn to return down stairs.
• " Where are you going, Old Man" He heard a feminine voice speak to him from behind and he spun around to respond
• " Hey, what kept you so long Mrs pheona ? I was already feeling worried"