Chapter: 694
Suddenly, Ivan noticed a familiar face sitting in a car that had just passed by.
He instantly trembled. He sat up straight and looked out again. He wanted to see that person more clearly, but the car drove fast, and before he could make out something, it had already driven away.
He noted that it was a black Volkswagen. He became a Little distracted as he watched the car get further and further away.
In the back seat, Victor sensed he was bothered by something and raised his eyes.
“What's wrong?"
Ivan paused for a moment after hearing that. What if he was mistaken?
“Nothing, Mr. Sullivan," he replied.
Victor locked his eyes on Ivan for a moment, his deep irises moving up and down.
“When will we arrive at the hotel?"
"In about five minutes."
After that, Ivan noticed that Victor leaned back slowly closed his eyes again.
Ivan's eyebrows furrowed and he couldn't help but look at the rearview mirror again. The Volkswagen was already out of his sight.
He couldn't believe his eyes just now. He definitely saw Rachel and she was inside the car.
But Rachel had died four years ago.
Ivan's memory of Victor kneeling beside Rachel's casket in the pouring rain four years ago was still vivid in his mind.
How could a dead person suddenly appear like this?
Ivan couldn't help but laugh at himself. He probably just had a hallucination because they had been preoccupied with Joey's sudden appearance.
But little did he know he was not mistaken. Rachel had come back.
Rachel's long hair floated with the soft breeze as she turned to look at the scenery. It had been four years. She was finally home.
"Don't worry, boss. I've been keeping an eye on Joe. He's still in the hotel room and hasn't left." Quintin's voice went through the earpiece.
"Quintin," Rachel called out in a cold voice.
"You'd better pray that
I can bring him back safely. Otherwise, you'll have to go mining in
Africa."
Following that, the Volkswagen turned around at the end of the road and drove towards the hotel where Joey was staying in.