CHAPTER 55: CHAPTER 55: LORD JING DISCOVERS THE NETHER LORD’S PAST

The Nether Lord chuckled and said with a smile, "Isn’t it because of you?"

Claire Green slightly raised her eyebrows and hummed lightly, her meaning ambiguous.

"Ever since Old Cat was taken back last time, orders kept coming in to locate you, but not a single person took the job," The Nether Lord remembered his frantic look, feeling suddenly better.

"Then a couple of days ago he tried to sneak away, but within two hours he was caught by Thomas Skin."

The ends of Claire Green’s eyes lifted lazily, her thin lips curved with a hint of mischief.

"What’s it got to do with me," she said casually, her tone carrying an inexplicable blandness.

The Nether Lord twitched at her calm demeanor.

No wonder she’s J, not showing any intense reaction?

"Old Cat covered his tracks first, and then got sold out by your brother Drake White," The Nether Lord’s voice mixed with schadenfreude, his tone uncontrollably rising at the end.

"Drake White said exactly this, since J revealed your location, I have an obligation to follow his lead."

"Ahem."

Claire Green coughed lightly, was Drake White thinking Old Cat’s fury wasn’t intense enough?

The topic indeed eased the atmosphere between them a lot.

Even after returning to the hotel, The Nether Lord did not speak of the situation, cheerfully said goodnight and left humming a tune.

On this note, Claire Green wasn’t in a hurry either, squinted evaluating her back for a moment, then turned around to her room.

...

Claire Green took out documents from her bag and casually sat on the carpet, ready to write.

Just at this moment.

WeChat video call rang, she glanced and subconsciously answered.

Julian Sia’s refined face appeared, his tone light and leisurely, "Ah Qing, have you written the document?"

Claire Green raised an eyebrow, surprising that her brother’s first words were this.

Fixing the phone in front of her, she absent-mindedly held the document, flipping it causing a rustling sound.

"Brother is indeed attentive, doesn’t forget to check even when going out."

She propped her chin, smiling eyes staring at the screen.

Her tone carried amusement and a hint of deep meaning.

Julian Sia’s Adam’s apple moved, he chuckled hoarsely, looking at the familiar background on the screen with squinted eyes.

Isn’t this R Nation’s Platinum Edge Hotel?

"Ah Qing isn’t in the manor?"

Claire Green’s eyes flickered, idly flipping through the document, curled her lips, "Couldn’t sleep without Brother at home, so I had to come to the hotel."

Hearing this, Julian Sia couldn’t help but laugh, raising an eyebrow, teasing but not harsh, "Is that so? Why do I feel like your background looks a lot like a hotel in R Nation?"

Claire Green’s actions paused, then she tousled her hair, her crimson lips forming a bright smile.

With an indescribable charm and seduction.

"Brother’s eyesight is good, seems like you’ve been here often."

Julian Sia’s eyes filled with delight, he pretended to be serious, "Not bad, after all, it’s a Sia Manor asset."

"..."

Truly wealthy Julian Sia, poor Claire Green.

The man noticed the girl’s silence, a subtle smile emerged at his lips, tapping the table gently.

"Explain, why did you go to R Nation?"

"Tourism," Claire Green closed the document succinctly.

Knowing she wouldn’t say, he was still surprised she’d offer such a casual reason that convinced no one.

Julian Sia didn’t pursue further, if Ah Qing wanted to say, she would tell him.

"When will you return?"

Claire Green rubbed her wrist, her voice weary, "About a week."

Hearing the fatigue in her voice, Julian Sia closed his eyes and glanced at his watch, it was indeed quite late.

"Get some rest!"

Claire Green nodded, dragging her exhausted body onto the bed, about to hang up the phone.

Suddenly, she heard his low, sensual voice.

"Good night, Ah Qing."

With the video call ending, Claire Green dazedly touched her heart, good night.

...

At six in the morning, The Nether Lord with hands full of stuff knocked on Claire Green’s door.

"J, look at the breakfast I prepared for you, absolutely sumptuous."

As soon as the door opened, The Nether Lord squeezed inside, speaking as they walked.

"There’s Z Country specialties, R Nation delicacies," The Nether Lord put down the bags, continually taking out food, soon the table was filled with a variety of breakfasts.

Seeing this scene, she clapped her hands in satisfaction, it was J’s first time here, she must make him feel her enthusiasm.

Claire Green smelled the mix of various aromas in the room, glanced at the spirited person, her brows showing helplessness.

The Nether Lord turned back to see her standing still, urged, "Come quickly and try it."

Rubbing her brow, Claire Green walked over to sit down, surveying the breakfast comparable to a full feast, casually took the nearest porridge.

The Nether Lord dazedly watched her sip the porridge elegantly, of all the variety, she chose the plain, tasteless white rice porridge.

"Let’s eat together," Claire Green lifted her eyelids and said flatly.

After finishing, The Nether Lord embarrassedly smiled, realizing she ate more than J by half.

Claire Green’s eyebrows unconsciously dyed with a smile, her lips curved into a smile, "Can you talk today?"

At these words, The Nether Lord’s smile vanished instantly, facing Claire Green’s piercing black eyes, her shoulders dropped.

After a few seconds of silence, she spoke in a low voice.

"My real name is Victoria Windsor, from the Windsor family in R Nation, ten years ago, my mother cheated, my father chose divorce but didn’t take me away..."

The Nether Lord held her head, her expression indifferent, recounting her past.

"Later she brought back the child born out of the affair, everything developed like a drama, I became the only outsider in her family..."

Claire Green quietly listened to her story, showing no sympathy.

As she reached the end, The Nether Lord’s face paled, her tone held a slight tremor.

"But I never thought that one day, the woman I once called mother would take an interest in me, wanting to use me as her next experiment’s guinea pig..."

Hearing this, a flash of coldness passed through Claire Green’s eyes.

After finishing, The Nether Lord realized it was not as hard to say as she imagined, instead, after speaking, she felt relieved.

"So the person you want to save is that woman?"

Claire Green asked emotionlessly, her voice no longer lazy, but frosty.

The Nether Lord grinned, her smile unpleasant, "If I could help it, I wouldn’t want to either."

Claire Green touched her thumb, her brows half lowered, speaking indifferently, "Reason?"

The Nether Lord saw his reaction and knew he was angry, clenching her palm, "Because she once treated me well, and she caught that man."

Hearing her words, Claire Green sneered, a faint mockery.

"Didn’t expect the hacker lord The Nether Lord to be such a fool, so naïve."

The Nether Lord tugged at her lips, if not for the blood flowing in her veins, whether they lived or died had nothing to do with her.

J was right, she was indeed extremely naïve.

"Let’s go, see if we can finish it."

Claire Green with a rebellious look, hands in her pockets, looked at The Nether Lord, mischievously said.

"Thank you," The Nether Lord sincerely looked at her and softly spoke.

Claire Green glanced over, striding ahead, her cold voice resonating in the room.

"Don’t thank me yet, I might end up killing her."

The Nether Lord froze for a moment, realizing the meaning in her words, she pursed her lips and ran after her.