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    Inside the Sofa, Belinda Howard slept deeply, and Horion Jones could clearly see the rise and fall of her chest.


    She fell asleep so quickly?


    Just then, people outside were having a st, and even the sound system was turned on, the entire Courtyard was wildly lively!


    Belinda Howard furrowed her brows, clearly resisting the raucous noise.


    To let her rest quietly, Horion Jones approached the sofa, suddenly lifted the sleeping her, and headed toward the Second Floor.


    Entering a Guest Room, Horion Jones ced her on the soft Large Bed. No sooner had he set her down than a burst of cell phone ringtone sounded.


    The ringtone came from inside Belinda Howard’s Bag, and Horion Jones took out the Cell Phone to look, spotting at a nce the caller ID on the screen: Luke.


    It must be the Brother Luke she talks about.


    After hesitating for A little while, Horion Jones answered the phone with a calm expression.


    On the phone, Fenton Stuart was about to speak but was suddenly greeted by a man’s voice, causing him to pause in surprise.


    "Who are you?" Hearing the male voice On the phone, neither her Father’s nor Karina Tte’s, Fenton Stuart couldn’t help but feel puzzled. He furrowed his brows slightly and inquired.


    Hearing this, Horion Jones slightly raised the corners of his mouth, his tone carrying an almost challenging nuance, as if dering something.


    "Horion Jones. She’s asleep and can’t answer your call." The implication was clear to anyone who heard it.


    Fenton Stuart furrowed his brows slightly, still somewhat disbelieving his words.


    But this Cell Phone is indeed Belinda’s.


    "What do you mean?" He asked with a frown, his voice turning somewhat icy.


    "You’re so clever, how could you possibly not know what I mean? Belinda is here with me, but she’s drunk and might not be able to answer your call."


    No sooner had Horion Jones’s words ended than Fenton Stuart, currently on his way back from F City, couldn’t help but sharply lift his gaze. The hand on the Steering wheel also clenched and unclenched.


    Belinda was drunk? And right now, she’s with Horion Jones? What on earth is going on?


    Quickly hanging up the call, Fenton Stuart sped up the elerator while also dialing the Howard n’sndline number.


    The call was taken by Cam Walker, who was slightly surprised at receiving a call from Fenton Stuart.


    "Aunt Everleigh, where’s Belinda?"


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    Cam Walker smiled, "Belinda has gone to a ssmate’s Birthday party, she’s not Home right now."


    "Sorry to disturb you."


    The moment his words dropped, Fenton Stuart quickly hung up the phone.


    Following that, the cell phone beeped with iing alerts – it sounded like two Text Messages.


    Fenton Stuart picked up the Cell Phone and opened the two messages, discovering one was sent by Belinda Howard, showing photos of her while she was asleep, and the other contained several Photos, each capturing moments of her with Horion Jones.


    Fenton Stuart was surprised to find that the two messages came from two different numbers. One was Belinda Howard’s, while the other was an unfamiliar number.


    Undeniably, the person presently using Belinda Howard’s phone to send Text Messages must be Horion Jones, but who is the other? His own phone number?


    At this time, a visible wave of anger rose on Fenton Stuart’s face. He tried dialing the unfamiliar number, but after a long time, no one picked up.


    Then, he called Belinda Howard’s phone number.


    Very soon, the call was answered, and Horion Jones’s voice came through.


    "Don’t touch her."


    Horion Jones smirked unintentionally, his tone filled with an undetectable provocation.