"It's me."
Emmett, who was at the other end of the line, nodded. "I'm here in Mediterranean City.
"I heard that you just got divorced, so I came over. Unfortunately, I was delayed for a few days because I had some things to deal with.
"Young Master, there's something I must tell you myself."
"Okay, let's meet up." Clarence nodded and hung up.
"Cecilia, head home by yourself first. I have something to do." Clarence's expression looked a little solemn.
Cecilia looked at Clarence hesitantly, nodded silently, and did not ask him any questions.
She gave Clarence a peck on the cheek and hailed a cab from the side of the road.
Clarence froze, his cheeks burning.
Just then, a girl in a red trenchcoat walked over. She was tall, at least 5 feet and 7 inches tall, and had a good figure. She was sophisticated. You could tell that she had grown up in a rich and powerful family.
