SWNOVELS Chapter 84
Chapter 84 Is He A Professional Cyclist
He was not exactly interested in Charlotte. The only reason he chose to follow her was due to the demonic energy he sensed from her when he first met her.
He refrained from mentioning his suspicions about the demonic energy surrounding the young girl earlier in the living room, knowing that the Sunderlands would not understand his words and wanting to avoid causing unnecessary worry for them.
Moreover, Emrys had been treated with kindness by Franklin throughout their interactions. In addition, Cordelia had shared with Emrys that the Sunderlands were willing to dedicate all their sales channels to promoting and distributing products from Cordelia Group.
Therefore, it was imperative for him to take an active role in keeping Charlotte out of trouble.
Emrys followed silently behind.
As Charlotte quickened her pace, frustration and puzzlement filled her. Who exactly is this person? He’s even pushing a bicycle? What a weirdo!
Beside an Audi SUV, stood two men and a woman.
One of the young men, around twenty–two or twenty–three years old, wore sunglasses, while the other two people appeared to be high school students.
They were waiting for Charlotte.
“You finally arrived! We’ve been waiting for you for almost half an hour!” The girl named Shaynice Thankhew was the first to spot Charlotte.
She ran over to Charlotte and enthusiastically grabbed her hands, revealing that they were best friends. “Sorry, Shaynice, I had late lunch today,” Charlotte replied.
“This is Kyril’s older brother, Lance Trump. He’ll be joining our trip to Mount Celestial. Look, this is his SUV,” Shaynice said, bringing Charlotte over and introducing her to the young man in shades.
“Hey, Lance,” Charlotte greeted.
“Hey.” Lance smiled and nodded.
He could not help but size Charlotte up and was especially drawn to her fair and beautiful legs beneath the pleats of her skirt. Nice. What a sweet, innocent–looking high school girl.
Lance’s eyes were filled with desire, but they remained hidden behind his sunglasses, unnoticed by the others.
On the side, Kyril Trump said, “Now that everyone’s here, let’s get going. I can’t wait to listen to Saint Yellowbeard’s chanting.
The four of them swiftly got into the car.
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Chapter 84 Is He A Professional Cyclist
While driving, Lance asked curiously, “Is that Saint Yellowbeard really as miraculous as you mentioned?”
“Of course. We went there once last week, and when Saint Yellowbeard started chanting, it’s like a magical power that instantly envelops you, making us forget all our worries,” Shaynice explained in excitement.
However, she soon noticed Charlotte kept looking back and could not help but ask, “What are you looking at, Charlotte?”
“Oh, ehm… nothing.” Charlotte was checking to see if Emrys was following her!
From a logical standpoint, it would be impossible for Emrys to catch up to an SUV while riding a bicycle.
However, Charlotte could not shake off a strange feeling in her heart.
It seemed Emrys was always trailing behind them.
After passing through a rugged mountain road, the path ahead became relatively flat. Unable to resist the urge, Charlotte looked back again and gasped in shock.
“What’s wrong?” Shaynice asked.
Charlotte pointed behind and said, “Look, that bicycle…”
Shaynice also turned her head and looked through the rear window. She, too, widened her eyes in disbelief and exclaimed, “How is that possible?”
They could see that the bicycle was closely following their SUV without falling behind in the slightest, and the people riding it was none other than Emrys!
Charlotte covered her lips with her hand and murmured, “Is this Mr. Lund some kind of professional cyclist or something?”
“Charlotte, do you know the man behind us?” Shaynice asked.
“Well, his name is Mr. Lund. I don’t know his real name, but he had lunch at my house earlier today.”
Shaynice’s eyes lit up. “This is so cool!”
The road to Mount Celestial predominantly consisted of winding mountain paths, prompting Lance to exercise caution and drive at a moderate speed. Nonetheless, he maintained a steady pace of forty to fifty kilometers per hour. Yet, the cyclist was able to keep up throughout the journey. I can’t believe my eyes!
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