Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 1705

Jepherson's car arrived at the hotel. He got down from the car and went upstairs to take a bath. He then changed into another set of clothes. Soon after, someone had already rushed upstairs to trim his hair and nails.

After he had cleaned himself up, Jepherson wore a grey outfit and went downstairs. He pulled open the car door and entered with a bent of his waist.

Once inside, he ordered Stuart, "Inform Jared, get ready to intercept Raeleigh."

"To protect, or to follow?"

"To protect at a close proximity, not even a single step away from her." C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

Jepherson gazed outside the window. He leaned against the side of the car interior with an expressionless look on his face.

When the car passed the roundabout, Jepherson asked, "Have you already made an appointment with the people from the Green House?"

"I didn't manage to get it. Do we need to contact Lenold? He might have a way."

"No need."

The car quickly arrived at the Green House prison area. Jepherson got out of the car. Stuart immediately went and opened the trunk. He took out two boxes and handed them over to the people who had come up to them.

Jepherson swiftly made his way to the lower level prison area and had Stuart knock on the door.

Not long after, someone from inside inquired the reason for their presence from a small sliding panel. Stuart greeted them first, then told them that they're there to see the warden and to please notify him.

The person inside flicked a glance at the people gathered outside, but did not answer and closed the small panel. There was no movement for a long time.

The sky gradually grew dark. Stuart asked Jepherson, "Are we really going to wait here forever?"

"There isn't a dog who has never gotten dirty once in their lifetime."

Jepherson didn't move an inch as he stood outside.

Being that it was the late autumn season, the weather was very chilly. Not only that, it was the Capital City's first snowfall. While Jepherson spoke, snow had floated gently down from the sky.

Jepherson raised his head and looked at the snowflakes as they danced in the air. The corner of his mouth twitched. "Raeleigh should have arrived by now, right?"

Stuart was momentarily stupefied before he said tentatively, "Not yet?"

Jepherson slid a look his way. "Let's wait."

Stuart made a sound of agreement and beseeched, "Mr. Richards, please go inside. I'll wait here."

"No, let me see how long do they need to open this door."

Jepherson lifted his head up against the snow and stayed stock still.

Around two o'clock at night, as Stuart swept the snow away from Jepherson's body, the door to the prison opened.

A handsome young man in his thirties walked out of the door.

He saw Jepherson who had leaned sideways against the wall and invited him in.

Jepherson threw a glance Stuart's way, who then proceeded to personally carry the two boxes inside as he followed Jepherson.

The metal door closed behind them. With the guidance of the people who had welcomed them in the dark of the night, they were led inside another door and into the prison's reception room.

A figure was already inside. The moment Jepherson came into view, he began to size him up. "Mr. Richards."

Jepherson strode over to the other side and stopped. Another glance and Stuart put the two boxes on the table and opened them.

Although the light was dim, there were clearly two boxes filled with money.

The other individual in the room glanced at it and remained silent.

After being tested twice by Jepherson, Stuart took out his knife and cut the inner linings of the box. The diamonds inside shone even brighter under the dim lighting.

The warden, who sat across from them, reached out and took one. He looked at it carefully, then put down the diamond and simply said, "Go ahead."

"Mr. Richards wants to meet Flynt Moore to confirm if it's actually him." Stuart disclosed.

The warden agreed to the request. "Come with me."

The warden got up and headed towards the door as the rest followed behind him. They trekked along a long pathway. The snow kept falling, but it didn't hinder Jepherson's search for Flynt.

When they arrived at the prisoner's lounge area, the warden ordered someone to bring Flynt out. Jepherson stood in a corner where he knew would be his blind spot and observed until he had confirmed that the person that was brought out was truly Flynt.

"Let him go."

Jepherson's voice was very placid, which even surprised Stuart.

However, the warden did not ask for his reason. He just heeded his order and let the person.

Once Flynt had left, Jepherson then said, "There's a prisoner called Flynt who escaped from prison. He resisted arrest during the scuffle and was killed on the spot."

The warden paused slightly. "You didn't say anything about this earlier."

Jepherson turned to stare at the warden. "You didn't ask."

In the end, the warden finally agreed to Jepherson's request.

Jepherson walked to the prison's observation tower and stopped at the top. He looked down at Flynt who had just left.

Flynt walked out of the door and looked back. Although he knew there was something odd about this whole thing, he didn't want to stay in prison either. He could neither eat well or dress warmly inside.

Flynt immediately trudged forward through the wind and the snow. He didn't realise that people had come out of the shadows in the surrounding area.

Suddenly, the prison alarm blared loudly through the night.

Flynt picked up the pace when he heard the alarm, but after a few steps he noticed that something wasn't right. He turned around and lifted one of his hands immediately. He knew that surrender was his best choice.

Only in this way could he survive.

However, Flynt didn't expect that when he turned around, all the guns were aimed at him. Before he could react, his body had been shot full of holes like a hornets nest.

Jepherson's gaze was placid throughout whereas Stuart raised his hand to wipe his eyes. "Mr. Richards, let's go."

Jepherson cast a glance at him, "Let's go."

After they left the prison, Jepherson was headed in the direction of his car when the warden called out, "Jepherson."

Jepherson stopped, but did not turn around.

"I hope we never see each other again," the warden intoned solemnly.

Jepherson didn't say a word and continued to stride forward. Stuart looked back at the warden before he walked off towards the car. He then opened the door and let Jepherson in.

After Jepherson had left, the warden immediately ordered some people to clean up the scene and proceeded to seek out one other person.

Austin stood on the watchtower dressed in a prisoner's uniform. When the warden arrived, Austin twisted his body around to look at him with his hands clasped behind his back.

The warden's posture changed and he now walked like a soldier. He stood at full attention and stated, "I don't understand."

"Go ahead."

Austin's voice still held its usual calm and indifferent tone.

"Why accept such a thing?"

"In order to avoid some troubles, do you think that Jepherson is an easy person to contend with?" Austin asked his subordinate.

"He's still just a wealthy businessman in the end.

He doesn't have any connections and only has money to his name."

"Since he could make such a request, he came with nothing to fear. He knows too much about the Green House. If we don't cooperate, he will cut off all means of retreat."

"Flynt is from the Moore family, isn't he worried?"

"What's there to worry about? If the trees fall, the monkeys will fall too. If the walls fall, everyone will push against them. It's the best time for him to do so, what's more he even forced us to follow according to his wishes."

"Then should we go in for a penny, in for a pound and deal with Jepherson?"

"Killing him won't solve any of my problems. He came here this time to test the waters as well as negotiate. If we don't agree, he has a way to make us agree and Green House cannot be exposed.

Our agreement is exactly what he wants. If we don't cooperate in the future, he will come and threaten us."

"Then why agree at all?"

"Didn't I just say that before? He knows too many things. If we don't cooperate with him, he will reveal everything about the Green House." "We can..." "Since he dared to come here, he wasn't worried about not being able to go back. In other words, he already came fully prepared."