Chapter: 1269

“I once heard that if two people are able to meet three times by chance, then they are destined to be together." The man smiled and looked at Rachel through the sunglasses.

Rachel pursed her lips. She couldn't see the expression on the man's face, but for some reason, she felt that the way he looked at her was strange.

"You shouldn't take that seriously," said Rachel, trying to suppress the discomfort in her heart.

The man just smiled at that. But he didn't reply.

The assistant then whispered in Rachel's ear, "Miss Bennet, it's time for us to meet with Kyle.”

Rachel nodded and was about to say goodbye to the man, but before she could, the man spoke first.

"It seems that you have something important to deal with, so I won't waste anymore of your time."

"If we get a chance in the future, I'll treat you to dinner."

Rachel's tone was polite as always, but the lack of the sincerity that was once there was obvious.

"I'm looking forward to our next meeting then." The man smiled and waved the business card in his hand.

Rachel thanked him again and then went into the Western restaurant with her assistant.

"Meow!" The man, holding the business card with his index finger and middle finger, slowly took off his sunglasses and turned around. His subordinate in a black suit walked towards him with a wild cat in hand.

He had pinched the back of the neck of the wild cat and used it to hold it up in the air. The cat probably felt uncomfortable being in such a position. It meowed and struggled several times.

"Sir." The face of the man in black was expressionless as he called out respectfully. His attention never seemed to leave the cat which was still trying to escape.

The man put the business card into the left breast pocket of his suit before stretching out his slender index finger towards the wild cat.

"Sir, this cat is still wild. Be careful not to be scratched," the man in black reminded him.

The man smiled, and the mole under the corner of his eye was more conspicuous and it somehow made his whole face enchanting. Even though the warning, he didn't stop. As expected, as soon as he reached out his hand, the cat's hair bristled up. It stared at the man with a pair of sharp green eyes and hissed before throwing its sharp claw at the man.

However, since its neck was pinched, it had no chance to do as it intended. It never even got to touch the man's hand.

The man narrowed his eyes and looked at the cat's sharp claw. If he had been scratched, then there would have been bloodstains.

“Its claws are quite sharp." The man withdrew his hand and put it in his pocket.

"I like it."

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“KiLL it. Cut off its claw and make it into a specimen." The man smiled while staring at the cat.

Although it was winter, the sky was blue and the sun was shining brightly. Generally speaking, when people felt the sunlight, they became warm. But when the man in black heard his master's orders, all of the warmth he felt froze over.

His master was used to saying the cruelest things in such a casual tone.