Spoiled by the President novel Chapter 420

Sure enough, Joel’s reply was filled with a series of emojis vomiting blood.

Joel: “You guys… Are just too much!”

Nell was also quite speechless but seeing Joel’s blatant exasperation was quite entertaining.

Gideon watched as Nell was quivering from laughter. His lips turned up slightly and began to type a response. “Doggy, time for bed.”

Joel, “…”

How ruthless!

Gideon set Nell’s mobile phone aside and gave her a hug and a kiss. “That’s enough, sleep!”

It was a good night.

The next day, Nell and Gideon continued to investigate the Bauhinia Clan.

Even though Gideon knew Gale Shelby, the matter that they were investigating was potentially damaging to the Shelby Clan, so naturally they did not approach him first.

Fortunately, they had the help of the Griffin family as well as Gideon’s personal connections. As such, it was not too difficult a task, they just needed more time.

In addition, Nell also had some old contacts in Country F. It would make it easier to investigate the Shelby Clan if she contacted them.

With that in mind, Nell called up an old close friend of hers.

Her friend’s name was Evelyn Brook. Back when she was in Dragon Regiment, Evelyn was her most trusted confidante.

There was a major internal upheaval in Dragon Regiment, so Nell did not know many of the people there anymore. Ever since Old K had passed away, the only person she knew of was Evelyn Brook.

The call was quickly connected.

A crisp female voice sounded from the other end. “Who’s there?”

“Eve, it’s me.”

There was a pause.

After a long silence, the person on the other end asked in obvious disbelief, “Seven?”

“Yup.” Nell quirked her lips and smiled. “It has been a while. How are you?”

It seemed like the person had just calmed herself down. “I’m good. You disappeared for so many years, why did you suddenly call me? Where are you now?”

Nell replied warmly, “I’m doing well. Recently, I came back to Country F. The reason I’ve contacted you is to ask for a favor. Do you have time to meet up with me?”

Her request met with silence for a few seconds.

“I’m a little occupied outside right now. It’s okay, why don’t you tell me what is it right now, then I’ll meet up with you when I’m done?”

Nell thought about it and felt that it would work.

She explained the situation.

After hearing her explanation, the other person seemed surprised.

“You want to investigate the Violette Clan?”

“Yes. You have to help me keep this a secret, don’t tell anyone.”

Evelyn was quiet for a few moments.

“Alright, I understand, wait for my news then.”

Nell agreed. After exchanging a few more pleasantries, the call was disconnected.

After Nell had made her request known, she felt relieved. Now all she had to do was wait for information. She made an appointment with Gideon to go shopping tonight.

At this time, on the other side.

The woman walked to their table and sat down. Naturally, someone poured her a glass of wine. She did not refuse and drank it all.

When the group of young men saw her drinking so casually, the smiles on their faces deepened even more. Gleefully, someone asked, “Missy, what’s your name?”

The woman glared at him and replied with irritation, “What missy? What kind of attitude is that?”

The person was startled but did not get angry. Instead, he thought that her gaze was so deadly, that she withered half his bones.

He quickly bowed and laughed. “Yes, yes, my bad. Then, in that case, you have to introduce yourself to us. Otherwise, we won’t know how to acknowledge you!”

The woman pursed her lips and hid a smile. Rolling her eyes, she said, “My surname is Grand.”

“Grand, as in Grand Marnier?”

The woman nodded. “My given name is Noriah, just call me Nora.”

The person grinned. “Your name is truly unique and sounds very pretty. Come, Nora, cheers to you.”

The woman seemed pleased. She raised her glass to clink against his.

Another person spoke up, “Us meeting each other today is fate, let’s toast to that.”

The woman nodded and clinked her glasses against theirs. Then, she downed the contents in a single gulp.

A few people saw that she was drinking heavily, so they poured her more wine and instigated her to drink more.

The woman did not seem to realize their intentions. She did not turn down any of their offers. Soon, she had drunk more than a dozen servings.

Since these men harbored bad intentions, they kept pouring her high-grade brandy. Even a heavyweight drinker would be slightly tipsy after downing more than a dozen shots.

At this moment, the woman was drunk. She could barely open her eyes and it felt as if a layer of mist had settled in her vision. Her cherry-red lips were slightly parted, which tempted the men present to no end.

One of the men swallowed hard. He felt his throat tighten, so he winked at his buddies.