"Stop stressing about it," Colby said calmly. "I'll ask him when we get back."
Among the four people in the car, Colby was the only one who truly understood Gordon. No one had any objections.
Just then, Sophie’s phone started ringing. Everyone’s eyes instinctively turned to her.
Sophie lifted her phone, glanced around, and said, "Probably a scam call."
Without a word, Colby pressed the answer button. From the other end, Odie's voice came through loud and clear, "Sophie! Tell Colby to send someone to pick me up from Devonport Airport."
Hearing it was Odie, Adler nearly slammed on the brakes. "I thought it was a scam call! What’s he doing here?"
"Odie?" Odie sneered through the phone, "Just let that jerk pick me up."
Then, Odie hung up. Sophie looked at the unknown number, puzzled. "Did Odie change his number?"
Colby replied nonchalantly, "No, you just never saved it."
An hour later, at Devonport Airport—
"Boss, what if Ms. Sophie doesn’t show up?" They had been standing there with their luggage for an hour.
Odie glanced at his wristwatch and said, "Colby burned down my house in Devonport before, and I haven’t settled the score with him yet. Now, just having them chauffeur me is letting them off easy."
"That's true," his subordinate agreed.
Soon, a black Cadillac pulled up in front of Odie. Adler rolled down the window and said, "Mr. Odie, hop in."
"What kind of junk car is this?" Odie frowned.
Adler replied, "Sorry! I’m the poorest among the four of us. This is the best I can do! If you prefer not to ride, maybe call a luxury Uber? I won't be taking that order."
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