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Chapter 1601

Chapter 1601 Let Her Go

Meanwhile, in Lightspring, Linda wanted to get down from the car and go home after the passionate

session with Mark, but he just refused to let her go.

In his opinion, she was his woman since they had slept together, and he did not mind that she had

been with another man before. From that moment on, he wanted to keep her by his side and wished to

treat her well for the rest of their lives.

“Mark, don’t flatter yourself,” Linda said and left.

Mark was much more passionate than Duke, and it was the first time she enjoyed lovemaking so much.

She felt wild and extremely satisfied. Since Duke did not want her anymore, she thought that she had

the right to indulge in pleasure with his subordinate right below his office.

As Mark listened to Linda’s heartless words, his heart ached. He knew that if she had not done

something that annoyed Duke, he would not have had the opportunity to do what they had just done.

It did not matter, though. Since they had already had a sexual relationship, she was his, and he did not

mind anything that had happened previously between Duke and her. All he wanted was to watch over

her.

With those thoughts on his mind, he followed her home in his car. It was only after the light in her room

inside her home came on that he turned off his car engine, leaned back in his seat, and closed his

eyes.

The next day, as soon as Mark opened his eyes, he saw Linda coming downstairs, carrying an attaché

case. Immediately, he got out of the car and stopped her. Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Where are you going?”

Linda frowned when she saw Mark suddenly appear in front of her.

“What is it to you where I am going?”

We have only slept together once. That does not give him the right to control me. With that, Linda

snorted and continued on her way, carrying the case.

Mark thought that she wanted to run away from him, so he grabbed her case and held on tight to it.

“Where are you going?”

Linda frowned. If I do not answer his question, will he hold on to my case and keep me here?

“I’m headed for Turlen, where Duke has sent me on a mission. Do you have any objections to that?”

she asked coldly.

Having ascertained that she was not avoiding him on purpose, he released the case, and she left in a

car.

Mark looked in her direction and then gave Duke a call, telling his boss that he would like to go to

Turlen with her. Duke was agreeable to it. After all, Linda had partnered with Mark for many years, and

they were well-coordinated, which would result in the early successful completion of the task should

they head to Turlen together.

Thus, Duke asked Mark to head for the airport straightaway while he sent his secretary to bring the visa

to the latter.

For the past few days in Turlen, Xavier had watched the lovey-dovey interactions between Harvey and

Sonia and found them unbearable. Finding it impossible to stay there anymore, he picked up his phone

and wallet and headed straight for the bar.

Inside the bar’s dimly-lit and bustling atmosphere, he phoned Dillon to come over and have a drink with

him.

Dillon was glad to receive his call. He knew Xavier had come over there for work, so he dared not take

the initiative to contact him. Rather, he waited for the latter to reach out to him at his own convenience.

After arriving at the bar, they took seats and drank while watching the men and women dancing in the

center of the dance floor.

“Dude, what have you been doing recently?” Xavier asked as he looked at Dillon.

Dillon replied with a smile, “My father got a job for me, so I’ve been working.”

Xavier nodded and continued watching the dance floor absentmindedly. Suddenly, he frowned and got

up to head in that direction, but Dillon stopped him.

“Eric, what are you doing?” It looks like his eyes are shooting out flames.

“Dillon, I can’t drink with you tonight. Let’s drink together another time.” As Xavier spoke, he took out a

stack of money and placed them onto Dillon’s palm before he walked toward the center of the dance

floor, where he looked at a man who was tugging on a woman’s arms. “Let her go!” he demanded

sternly.