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Chapter 2105 After collecting the money, Vermont tossed the dice to the person beside him and poured two glasses of liquor.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe handed one to Marshall and sat down next to him. "Did you cfrom the office?" "Yeah; Marshall responded and took a sip of the drink.
"Why are you and Ms. Thompson fighting?" Vermont's expression instantly turned sour upon hearing Marshall's question. "We're here to have fun. Why do you have to ask about such unhappy things?" Marshall said gently, "Ms. Thompson is a very genuine and nice person. She's younger than you, and you should be more accommodating to her." "Am | not being accommodating enough to her?" Vermont put down his glass and spoke with a stern face. "I've had so many girlfriends; have | ever been as open and sincere with any of them as | am with her? "I know she's a genuine person, but she spends all her effort on her friend. When does she ever care about me? She isn't even willing to bringto meet her mother. Am | such a bad boyfriend that she can't bringto her mother?" Marshall chuckled upon hearing that. "Girls are shy. Maybe she's just not ready yet. After all, your relationship with her is stable now. There's no need to rush things." Vermont waved his hand. "I asked you here to drink with me, not to lecture me. I'm going to leave if you don't stop talking about this." Marshall stopped speaking and clinked glass with Vermont.
After a few drinks, he started chatting with Carter.
"Lena is going to transfer to another department, right? [ x § she done so?" Carter shook his head. "She loves what she's doing too much and doesn't want to transfer. I'm just going to let her be. As long as she's happy with what she's doing, I'm happy too." Marshall nodded and casually asked, "How many years has Lena been in this position?" Carter thought for a moment before he said, "About six or seven years, | think." "Six or seven years..." Marshall pondered as he continued, "Around six or seven years ago, there were a few major cases in Rivera. When | was abroad, | heard from my family that the culprit of the serial killings in Sierra was caught six years ago.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"It happened near The Hox Club area. Later, when the police found out where the killer buried the victims, they found the remains of eight bodies. Was Lena involved in that case?" Carter paused for a moment and poured himself another glass of liquor. He responded with a smile, "She was just an intern back then. How could she have had the opportunity to participate in such a major case? Even if she did, she would have just been assisting from the sidelines." Marshall sighed. "Tflies, huh? We used to always hang out at The Hox Club, but hardly anyone knows about that place anymore now. It was such a famous place, and now it's gone without a trace." Carter did not say anything.
He was thinking about the person Keegan asked him to investigate yesterday, the one who fell to his death at The Hox Club. 'Why is Marshall repeatedly mentioning this place?’ he wondered.
Vermont did not sense anything wrong. After all, he was also here for a purpose.
After a few more drinks, Vermont seemed a little drunk as he asked softly," Marshall, how are things between you and Ms. Wilson?" Marshall replied flatly, "She's fine." "You don't like her, huh?" Marshall remained silent.
Vermont drank another glass of liquor and said, "Your mother wantedto persuade you to spend more twith Ms. Wilson. How can | possibly do that? I'm sure she knows what you want better than I do." As he reached for the bottle again, Marshall stopped him. "Stop drinking. You've had enough." Vermont swayed his hand unsteadily. "I haven't had too much. I'm very sober. Marshall, be honest with me. Are you still thinking about Willow?"