Precisely at 05 Am, according to the time of country F but at a different time at London, Hans' private jet finally landed. As soon as he reactivated his cellphone, he saw so many calls from Dexter.
"What is this kid doing by calling me for 10 times? Is he hurt badly because Kaili refused and he wanted to ask my opinion? Come on huh," smirked Hans and put his cell phone back in his jacket pocket.
"Just let him be, I'll call back later. Maybe now he's still under the influence of liquor, he would always run to alcohol if he's crazy because of Kaili," murmured Hans again.
"Mr. Hans, the car is ready, please come with me this way," said one of Hans's employees who served at the Hans factory in London.
Without an answer, because that was Hans's character, he walked after the man in the black coat.
"You want to go to a hotel or go straight to the factory?" the driver asked Hans.
