Heart Hunting

Chapter 126: Poppy Was in Trouble

A week later.

New York, an ever-bright city, was still filled with hustle and bustle even in midnight..

Poppy was still typing files on the computer. This time she assisted Arno to deal with a merger together.

She had a very busy week in New York, but her efforts had been paid off. The case went on very well,

and as long as the contract was going to be signed tomorrow, everything would be done and she could

sleep soundly.

Thinking of this, she tried to finish the contract as quick as she can, and then she checked it again in

case there were any mistakes. Looking through it over, making sure it was okay, she pressed the key to

save it.

“The file has been saved.” The words appeared on the screen, making her breathe a sigh of relief. This

'battle' was finally near the end.

At this time, there was a strong smell of coffee in the air. She looked up and saw Arno coming over with

two cups of coffee in his hands.

She smiled, "You haven't slept either?" She took the coffee and took a sip. It tasted sweet and

astringent and it was her favorite Blue Mountain.

"My assistant is still on work, so how can I go to rest!" Arno sat down, put the coffee on the side and

looked at the files on her computer, "All finished?"

"Well, I have checked it twice to make sure it's okay."

Poppy always did things carefully, which reassured people a lot. Arno said from the bottom of his heart,

"Thank you for your hard work."

"You're welcome." Poppy picked up her coffee, and the two of them made full use of every minute to

discuss about the details of tomorrow's signing, making sure that the case would be completed

successfully.

The next day, Arno and Poppy walked out of the MED building. They looked relaxed, they stayed up all

night last night and finally signed the contract today. On the way back, Arno suggested, "Let's find a

place to relax tonight?"

Poppy thought for a moment, "Well, let's go to the bar in Hill Square, we used to go there a lot."

The light flashed in the night. For an international metropolis like New York, the night life seemed to be

more exciting than the busy daytime.

In the bar.

The quiet and tranquil atmosphere was one of the characteristics of this bar. The lights in the ceiling

were like diamonds which complemented the gold light of the wall lamps. In the center of the stage sat

the resident singer, singing Adele's "hello" with her magnetic and thick bass. The emotion was sincere

and the sound range was wide.

The music was full of the quiet bar, which was another kind of enjoyment.

"How about a glass of orange juice?" Arno suggested to her.

"Orange juice?" Poppy laughed, "Come to the bar and you let me drink orange juice? You're kidding!"

"For your poor stomach, you’d better have a glass of fruit wine at most." Arno did not wait for her to

agree, he already called the waiter and asked for two cups of fruit wine.

Poppy had no choice, stirring the strawberries in the cup, "Arno, it’s boring to drink this!"

Arno picked up the cup and clinked hers, "Fruit wine is also wine, why is it boring."

Poppy did not bother to pay attention to him, biting the straw and looking at the resident singer on the

stage, "She sings quite well."

"I haven't heard you sing for a long time."

"I am not good at it." Poppy shook her head.

Arno didn't believe it, "Remember the night before I decided to go back to China, you got drunk and Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

sang the song 'Nanniwan', it was very nice."

Nanniwan, a song that her mother loved to sing when she was alive, she listened to it a lot as a child

and could sing it. Her bright eyes were filled with pain and happiness, but Arno did not notice it due to

the dimness in the bar.

"This is my mother's favorite song when she was alive." Her chin rested on her hands, and the smile at

the corner of her mouth gradually became bitter.

Arno knew he picked the wrong topic and immediately changed the subject, "Jean and Chuck would

definitely be put into jail."

Poppy put down her cup and her gaze drifted to the front, "They deserve it, I didn't expect Jean to be

so cruel."

She smiled lightly, "But I am very satisfied with the result."

Arno was silent, quietly listening to her talk.

The silvery light fell on her slightly powdered delicate face. Her bright eyes twinkled and her red lips

was charming. Her beauty made people adore her.

"Well, I'm really a bit sorry for her, if she wasn’t used by me, she wouldn't have ended up like that."

"Stupid people don't deserve pity! People absolutely cannot overestimate themselves." Arno leaned

back and his gaze always lingered on Poppy. He said so as if he was also reminding himself.

"Don’t talk about her, tell you a funny thing, Bryant ran to admit his mistake to me before, begging me

to forgive him, funny, right?" Poppy smiled coldly.

"Really?" In fact, he was not surprised that Bryant would come to Poppy again.

"He killed my mother, I want him to pay with his life!" Poppy's eyes filled with sinister hostility, "It

happened that Ethel has given me this opportunity."

Arno didn't know that and was puzzled, "What did Ethel do?"

"Ha ha..." Mentioning this, she couldn't help but laugh, "That stupid woman ran to Kenny's house, and

'cooked' a good dish. She put aphrodisiac inside, guess who ate it in the end?"

Arno thought for a moment, "Herself?"

"No!" Poppy shook her head, "Mrs. Murphy ate it."

"What?" Hearing that, Arno laughed.

During the chatting, the glass of fruit wine had been drank by Poppy to the end, jumping down from the

high chair, Poppy took her bag and said to Arno, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Okay!" Arno's gaze followed her all the way until she turned a corner, and only then did he withdraw

his gaze.

The resident singer sang three songs in a row, Arno frequently looked at the time. Poppy went to the

restroom, why didn’t come out? It was been too long. He composed himself. Nearly twenty minutes

passed, he dialed Poppy.

"Sorry, the number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable." The mechanical female voice made him

panic. He looked at his own phone with full signal, this was not scientific!

Putting away the phone, he immediately headed for the bathroom.

People came and went, he stood at the door of the bathroom with embarrassment. Every time he

looked inside the bathroom, women would look at him with strange gaze.

He dialed once more. It was still the mechanical female voice.

He couldn't think of a way out, so he called the blonde who had just come out of the bathroom, took out

money and said to her, "Hello, can you do me a small favor?"

Seeing the money, the beautiful woman was willing to help, not to mention he was a handsome man,

"What kind of favor?"

"Go into the bathroom to look for a Chinese woman."

The beautiful woman took the money and smiled, "No problem."

A moment later, the beautiful woman came out again, "Sir, there's no one inside at all."

"It’s impossible ."

The beautiful woman shrugged her shoulders, "Then go in and find it yourself, anyway there’s no one."

Arno did not believe it and went in to look for Poppy himself. He opened all the compartments and

looked through them, and it was just as the woman said, the bathroom was empty.

He frowned. Something was wrong!

Back to the position, he still didn’t see Poppy. She haven’t answered the phone call yet and she was

not in the bathroom, either!

A sense of foreboding welled up and he immediately called the manager to check all monitors.

But the person in charge said with an apologetic look, "Sir, the monitor at the entrance of the restroom

and the corner are damaged today."

"When did it happen?"

"Just an hour ago."

Hearing this, Arno frowned and immediately left the bar to call a friend for help, "Witt, Poppy is in

trouble..."