Holley hung up the phone trembling.
Her body was shaking uncontrollably.
She held her cell phone, stumbled around the sofa for three circles, and finally made up her mind.
She had to go to Mexico by herself anyway.
Her hands trembling, she dialed a number that she remembered clearly.
That was Rex's number. In order to hide it from Ron, she didn't keep it in her mobile phone.
Rex had saved Holley's number into his mobile phone and marked it with a lovely red heart.
He was ecstatic at first, then frowned in embarrassment.
Moore had an accident.
It had just been reported on TV news.
Several minutes later, she called him, and he guessed that she must have known something.
He was hesitating, but did not miss the call.
He answered the phone before it was about to hang up.
Holley said first. Her voice choked. "I want to go to Mexico. I don't have a passport. Can you find a way
to get me there?"
Rex went silent.
After a full minute of silence, he said, "where are you? I'll pick you up."
"I don't know..."
Holley really didn't know when this villa was bought by Ron.
But most likely, it was when she was in jail.
But this didn't matter. "Rex, answer me first. Can you send me to Mexico?"
"Of course, no problem."
Rex replied with absolute certainty, "I will find you. Wait for me. I will arrive at your place in an hour at
most."
Then he hung up the phone.
He made a few phone calls to make an arrangement for the trip to Mexico. After that, he drove the car
himself to the direction of Holley.
Rex was astonished all the way.
He should have agreed to Holley's request so easily.
But he didn't say anything against it.
Not only that, he had made a decision to go to Mexico with Holley when he agreed her.
He must be crazy to make such a decision.
Mexico was now more dangerous than any time.
The riot had just come to an end, and the terrorists hadn't been caught yet. In addition, the so-called
official interference was more to suppress the civilians who were fighting back.
That they went to Mexico at such situation was to die.
An hour later, Rex came to the villa where Holley lived temporarily.
He got out of the car in a hurry and rang the doorbell.
After ringing the doorbell for a long time, someone ran to open the door.
It was Holley who opened the door. But her haggard face made Rex feel so heartbroken.
"You..."
For some reason, Rex felt angry and heartbroken.
He wanted to ask why she was so stupid that she didn't know how to take care of herself and made
herself like this.
But when he saw the grief in her eyes, Rex didn't want to continue.
He said one word and hugged Holley, "I'm sorry..."
He blamed himself. "It's my fault. I have underestimated the danger of Mexico. But yesterday the riot,
the opponent has heavy-fire weapons, so... "
Rex sighed and shook his head, "all my subordinates died on the spot. I can't get more information
about Moore from them."
With a smile, Rex continued, "now if you want to find out what is going on in Mexico, you can only go to
the riot site. I thought about it for a while. If my men aren't that useless, maybe Moore had already
been saved back and he wouldn't have had to suffer what happened last night. "
Rex was a very eloquent man. "That's why I am also responsible. In order to make up for my fault, I
decided to go to Mexico with you."
He was trying to find a reasonable reason for his behavior.
In fact, he could say that he loved Holley. He chose to go with her because he was afraid that
something would happen to her but he knew he could not stop her.
But Rex didn't think it was the right time to confess to her.
At least, he should wait until Mexico's issue was over and then she could move on.
"Mr. Yan..."
His decision surprised Holley.
She wanted to say something to refuse his companion, but was stopped by Rex with a gesture, "if you
want to persuade me not to go, you don't need to say anything. If I don't go, you can't go to Mexico
either. Do you understand? "
Sometimes he was overbearing and tough.
But he was so bossy at proper time that Holley didn't find him repulsive.
She was so worried about Moore that she couldn't smile. She tried her best to raise the corners of her
mouth. "Thank you."
"You don't need to thank me between us."
Holding Holley's hand tightly, Rex said seriously.
After a pause, he added, "we will set out on time at eight o'clock in the evening. Right now, the most
important thing for you is to have a good rest. Only with enough physical strength can we deal with the
following things. "
Hearing what Rex said, Holley nodded seriously.
She leaned herself against the sofa in a depression.
But she couldn't sleep. She blinked her big eyes, innocently and helplessly looked at Rex, "I'm
distracted and can't fall asleep."
"Then close your eyes for a while. It's good for you,"
Said Rex gently.
"Alas..."
Holley heaved a sigh. She couldn't close her eyes. Once she closed her eyes, everything she saw was
various death scenes of Moore in the riot.
"Mr. Yan, you're well connected and experienced. You said there was in a riot in Mexico. Was it an
accident and he just came across? Or did someone do it against Moore?"
Holley asked sadly.
Rex should have comforted her, stopped her wild thoughts, and told her a kind lie that everything was
an accident.
But Holley's question made Rex's heart sink.
He struggled in his mind for a long time and finally opened his mouth to ask, "do you doubt that this is
really planned by Ron?"
"What?"
Answered Holley.
Rex looked at her, feeling more conflicted.
It was hard for other people to tell whether she doubted Ron or not from her response.
Rex's reason told him not to cheat Holley or hurt the woman he loved.
But his emotion could decide his words and behavior, so he must be selfish, and even more selfish.
"Do you believe it if I tell you that Ron didn't ask people to do it?" Rex asked tentatively.
Outside the villa, someone was hiding in a car and recording what Rex and Holley did after meeting
with each other through a super high-definition remote camera.
And any close physical contact was recorded.
When the recording was finished, the man drove away. On the way, he called the person who hired
him. "Miss Gu, should I send these photos to your email?"
"Don't bother. Just send to Linda Li." Hannah answered indifferently and hung up the phone. A
complacent smile appeared on her face.
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