Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 1895: A Sense Of Impending Trouble

Chapter 1895: A Sense of Impending Trouble

Kiki exclaimed in excitement, "Anderson, did you come here on purpose to see me? Did you notice that

I didn't go horseback riding this afternoon, so you came to find me?"

Of course, she liked Anderson. Although Westbrook looked good upon closer inspection, he was no

match for Anderson, be it in appearance, intelligence, or emotional intelligence. Knowing that Anderson

had a crush on another girl, and a prettier one at that, had troubled her for a long time. She intentionally

got closer to Westbrook, not just out of sympathy, but mostly to provoke Anderson. However, she found

it futile because Anderson simply didn't care.

But now, hope rose in her heart once again. Because Anderson was standing at the door, watching

them, and he didn't look too good.

Kiki hurriedly wiped her hands and ran over, "Anderson, I'm just finishing up a painting. That's why I

didn't go horseback riding today. He's been following me around, and I couldn't do anything about it.

Are you upset? If you are, I'll ask him to leave now."

Upon hearing this, Westbrook became even more upset. In Kiki's eyes, there was only Anderson. He

couldn't offend Anderson now, especially since he couldn't win a fight against him as he used to in the

past.

"Anderson, what are you here for? You clearly have a girlfriend, don't provoke Kiki!" Westbrook

grumbled discontentedly.

Anderson glanced at Kiki and said, "I didn't come to see you. I came to see him."

With that, he looked at Westbrook.

Westbrook was taken aback and pointed to himself, "Me? What do you want with me?"

Suddenly, he felt a little uneasy. After what happened last time, it was impossible not to fear Anderson.

With a serious expression, Anderson said, "School's over. You should go home. Don't linger here. Don't

let your family's driver wait too long at the school gate."

Taken aback, Westbrook replied, "Anderson, why do you care about what I do? What I do and when I

do it is none of your business."

At this moment, Kiki felt a surge of joy. Wasn't Anderson driving Westbrook away because he didn't

want to see Westbrook by her side? Wasn't it just jealousy? She felt delighted.

"Anderson, why don't you stay here and keep me company for a while? I want you to be the first one to

see my finished painting," she said.

Anderson ignored Kiki and said to Westbrook, "I really don't bother with you. If it weren't for the

relationship between our families, I wouldn't even bother reminding you. It's a critical time. Whether it's

you or me, after school, go straight home and don't stray from the control of your bodyguards.

Otherwise, it will add unnecessary danger. Haven't you forgotten what happened to the Saunders

family before? Don't linger at school, go home right away."

Westbrook opened his mouth to retort, but suddenly couldn't say anything. The terrifying experience

from before was vivid in his mind.

After speaking, Anderson turned coldly and didn't look at them again.

Kiki's enthusiasm faded little by little, and finally, she pouted, "Hmph, what's this? I thought it was for

someone else."

Angry, she returned to her seat, picked up her pen, and vented her feelings by drawing two strokes on

the painting. She didn't care whether it ruined the overall beauty of the painting. She was extremely

upset.

Westbrook thought what Anderson said made sense. He couldn't afford to cause trouble for his family

anymore.

So he began to pack up and prepare to leave.

"Kiki, I'm going to leave now. Take your time with your painting, make sure it turns out great," he said.

Seeing Westbrook about to leave, Kiki became even more upset. Now she didn't even have anyone to

vent her frustration to.

"You're not allowed to leave. If you dare to leave today, I never want to see you again," Kiki said

stubbornly.

As soon as she said this, Westbrook immediately put down his bag, completely disregarding

Anderson's words from earlier. How could he not listen when the pretty girl spoke?

He quickly sat down beside Kiki, continuing to serve her attentively, pouring her tea and offering her

snacks.

Kiki didn't give him a good look, instead, she vented her frustration on him.

"Are you afraid of Anderson? You actually listen to him. If he tells you to leave, you just leave?" she

said.

Westbrook smiled apologetically, "How could that be possible? How could I be afraid of him? It's just,

it's just, oh well, you also know that our families are close. My brother and Anderson's dad are good

friends. Ifhe goes to complain, I... forget it, Kiki, you're the boss. I'll do whatever you say, can't I?"

Feeling gloomy, Kiki just grunted a few times.

Westbrook quickly tried to comfort her, patting her on the back, "Calm down, calm down. It's not worth it

for him. Since he's not keeping you company, I will."

He then turned and took out his watch communicator, making a call to the Saunders family's driver and

bodyguard.

"Wait for me for a while. I'll be home later," he said, not waiting for a response before hanging up.

Meanwhile, Anderson left school on time, boarding the bulletproof military vehicle driven by Aaron. The

car was equipped with six bodyguards and real-time tracking, making it impregnable.

Once inside the car, Aaron asked, "Anderson, was there anything unusual at school today?"

Recently, Aaron had been extremely cautious, always on high alert.

Anderson shook his head, "No, everything was normal."

"Alright, we'll be home soon," Aaron said as he drove, about twenty minutes later.

Throughout the drive, Anderson was fiddling with his mini computer. Suddenly, his expression changed.

Something was wrong. It seemed like someone had breached the school's security system.

He hurriedly connected to his own security system and found that he couldn't get in. How was this

possible? Someone as skilled as him was currently hacking into the school's system in real time.

Why would they do this? Who could it be? What was their purpose?

Countless questions exploded in his mind.

His previous dangerous experiences had heightened his vigilance to the extreme.

Anderson suddenly shouted, "Uncle Aaron, we need to go back to the school right now." Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Aaron turned to him, puzzled, "What's wrong? Has something happened?"

"I'm not sure at the moment, but there's been a change in the school's security system. I have a feeling

something bad is about to happen," Anderson said, his brow furrowed in seriousness.

Aaron had never seen Anderson look so serious. He immediately stopped the car and made some calls

to gather people.

"Anderson, just wait here. Let me first inform Mr. Warner and Mrs. Warner," he said.

"Okay. I'll keep an eye on the security system," Anderson said as he continued to connect via his mini

phone. In his mind, he hoped Westbrook had already gone home. If his intuition was correct, then

Athena shouldn't have anyone to target.