Chapter 37 Secret Meetings
Charlee Ford, Jackson and Dallas returned to their secret base.
This used to be Dallas's residence. The anti-theft and security system was the strongest in Country Y. She drove her mini pink car and took them back to her apartment.
What is totally different from Dallas's dressing style is that all the decorations in her apartment are filled with a sense of technology. The combination of black, white and gray makes the entire apartment look like a man's room.
The three had a short meeting in the living room.
"Charlee, I received the news that William Bryan was going to attend a secret meeting in two days." Dallas, wearing black framed glasses, stared at the data in her hands seriously.
"What secret meeting?" Charlee Ford asked.
Dallas, "It was organized by the Browns, it will be held in the Green Water Villa in Cloud City, but you must have an invitation letter to enter. This time, the Browns only invited the Collins, Bryans and Ford Family."
The implication is that this invitation letter will be very difficult to get.
Hearing about Ford's family, Charlee Ford frowned, "Who is the representative of Ford's family invited to attend?"
Dallas pushed the glasses on her nose: "Maggie Ford and Lucia Miller."
Just as Charlee had expected.
Since William Bryan came to the Cloud, and Maggie Ford is always spying on the Bryans, she will definitely take some actions.
But for so long, there was no news from Maggie Ford. Either she didn't know, or she was confident that she would see William Bryan again.
Obviously, it seems to be the latter at present.
Is it related to Grandpa Ford's whereabouts since Maggie Ford and Lucia Miller will come?
Although the Browns looks prosperous these years, few of people don't know the dirty things they did before.
Thinking of this, Charlee Ford took a meaningful look at Dallas.
Dallas, formerly known as Diana Steeles, was the only person who survived in the family massacre five years ago.
Later, she changed her name and joined the Seven Dragons Organization to escape the hunt down of the Browns.
Charlee Ford only know a little about the reason for the massacre, and Dallas didn't want to say anything more.
the Browns is treacherous, and Maggie Ford and her mother are also dirty. It's hard for them not to think more about it.
Dallas looked at Charlee Ford and was lost in thought. She said quietly, "the Fords looked down on the Browns, so they only sent Maggie Ford and her mother to attend."
But Jackson, arms folded, legs crossed, smiled with a sneer. He said carelessly, "I think it's more like a trap set by Bryan. He wanted to draw you out. Don't forget that William Bryan was traced to Country Y because you leaked your IP address."
Charlee Ford nodded slowly.
She once thought the same as Jackson's.
But even if it was a trap, now that she had taken William, she had to enter, didn't she?
It seems that she still underestimates William Bryan. She once thought it was all under her control, but she never expects to fall into Bryan trap.
"William Bryan is very scheming. the Browns, even the Fords can look down on them, William Bryan wants to show up in person. Ah," Jackson shook his head, touched his chin and sighed, "so have you decided how to get in?"
Dallas glanced at him and stick out her chest confidently. "Of course I have."
She opened the computer, found a person's information, and let Charlee Ford and Jackson to look at it.
Dallas briefly introduced the woman shown on the screen, "This person is the representative of the Collins who is coming to the meeting this time. Her name is Lydia Collins, and she is the third granddaughter of the host of the Collins."
The woman above looked about twenty years old. She had long brown curly hair, a small face, delicate features, and big, bright eyes full of charm.
"She looks beautiful, and she can't be raised up by the old man James Collins." Jackson glanced casually and said.
"As we all know, the Collins was seriously affected by the accident ten years ago. The whole family moved abroad and broke contact with the other three families. Few people have known the trace of the Collins in the past ten years." Dallas ignores Jackson.
After a pause, she continued: "This time, almost all the participants in the meeting are the young generation of the four families. No one knows what the people from the Collins look like."
At this point, Charlee Ford understood what Dallas means almost instantaneously.
"You want me to take the place of Lydia Collins to attend this meeting?" She said almost firmly.
"I believe that with your ability, it should be easy to pretend to be her." Dallas confirmed her the guess.
Charlee Ford stared at Lydia Collins's face on the computer for a while.
Not knowing about whether its the illusion or not, she felt familiar when she looks at the picture.
After a while, Charlee Ford nodded slowly because of her vigilance towards Maggie Ford and her mother.
Dallas smiled and turned to Jackson. "Bro, the invitation from Lydia Collins is counting on you."
Jackson raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Oh? How can I get it? Do you want me to seduce her?"
"It's not impossible," said Dallas. "However, it depends on whether you have this ability or not. After all, she is from the Collins."
Jackson, "Prodding me?" He got up and wiped his blond hair, said shamelessly, "Then you exactly find the right person. Wait for me, I will send the invitation to you tomorrow."
"Thanks bro, the meeting will be held in three days. In these three days, I will tell you about the relationship between the Collins and the four families." Dallas got up, arms crossed, and looked at Jackson with gratitude.
As soon as Jackson left, Dallas gave Charlee Ford a lot of materials and told her again and again to read it carefully. Then she went back to her room to sleep.
During this period, no one was worrying about the problem of IP.
After all, what needed to be worried when Charlee Ford was here?
At night, Charlee Ford, who had read a lot of information about the Collins, took a bath and fell asleep soon.
"Charlee, Charlee..." A cool and tender male voice came from far to near.
Charlee Ford rubbed her eyes and looked at the way of voice in confusion. Then she saw a tall and handsome boy, about fifteen years old, standing still in front of her, looking at her with his gentle eyes.
"Charlee." He said again.
Charlee Ford wondered, "Do you know me?"
"You are my Charlee."
"But I don't know you." Charlee Ford was more confused.
The little boy in front of her is so good-looking that if she saw him, she would never forget it.
She wanted to ask further, but she woke up suddenly with a cold felt.
Charlee Ford was still confused and rubbed her long hair. When she woke up, she realized that the quilt had fallen to the ground.
"How can you say such cheesy words now?"
'……"
"Oh, I see. It's different when you become a wife. You can easily say lover's prattle. You must have heard something more cheesy than this."