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Chapter 311

There was a sound of soft footsteps, and then the door opened.

A slender woman stood in front of Bowen.

She wore a curling iron on her head, a mask on her face, and a bathrobe from the hotel. In short, she

covered everything that could be covered.

All I could see was her pair of surprised eyes turning back and forth in their sockets.

“Sir, who are you looking for?”

The voice was hoarse, but it was unfamiliar.

Bowen’s heart sank involuntarily.

Although Jolene’s voice is not very recognizable, but she has been by his side for so many years,

whether he listens with his eyes closed or with a big top, he can distinguish it at once.

Her figure was similar to that of the woman he had seen yesterday, but her breath was wrong.

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Breath is a very subtle thing, it’s hard to explain clearly.

In fact, the answer is already on the verge of coming out, but Bowen just wants to be clear and clear.

“You’re Chris‘ agent, Jane?” he asked.

“Yes.” The woman nodded: “I’m Jane, oh, I recognize it, you are Mr. Bowen Evert from Earth Group,

right?”

The woman was a little excited, and quickly stepped out of the way to let him in.

Bowen stepped into the door, and the living room was a little messy, with a few magazine files thrown

on the coffee table, and some clothes thrown on the sofa.

It wasn’t Jolene’s habit, she was a very tidy person.

Generally speaking, used things are put away.

In fact, he could turn around and leave now.

The answer he wanted was already there.

But he went in anyway.

The woman enthusiastically asked him to sit on the sofa, and hurriedly poured coffee. After a lot of

tossing, the woman stood in front of her a little cautiously.

“Mr. Evert, may I ask why you came to see me?”

Bowen pointed to the mask on her face: “Do you have to put this on and tell me?”

“Oh.” The woman lowered her head and took off the mask as if she had just realized it.

Bowen stared at her face for a moment.

When the woman looked up, he saw a face covered with red bumps.

Seeing Bowen staring at her, she hurriedly explained: “I’m sorry Mr. Evert, I didn’t know what I ate last

night, and I suddenly got allergic today, and my whole face was swollen like a pig’s head, so I didn’t go

to The Star to talk to you this morning. I’m really sorry to sign the contract.”

Even with the red bumps all over her face now, Bowen could tell she wasn’t Jolene at a glance.

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But because of her severe allergies, he couldn’t tell if there was any resemblance between this face

and the one in the photo.

Bowen was silent for a few seconds as disappointment washed over him like a wave.

He didn’t speak all the time, which made the woman a little panicked. He called out several times in a

small voice: “Mr. Evert, Mr. Evert?”

In fact, he wasn’t distracted, he just didn’t want to talk for the time being.

He looked up at the slightly uneasy woman standing in front of him.

Seeing her cautious appearance, she is not like the person who directed the play of the two women in

Gellar Family.

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled at her: “I came to see you today because I have

some details to discuss. I didn’t know you were sick, so I’m very presumptuous, I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, Mr. Evert, what are the details?”

Or, you call Chris and we talk about it.”

“Okay.” The woman replied, walking towards the door: “Mr. Evert, wait a moment, I’ll call Chris right

away.”

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