The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 1517

Warm Camel Milk

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Going back seemed like a dead end... The thugs definitely wouldn't let her off so easily, so compared to the torment awaiting her if she went back, Claudia would rather head into the unknown desert.

"Why don't you look nervous at all?" Claudia couldn't help frowning.

She felt that her mind was somewhat muddled... She seemed completely unable to remember how she had come to this desert in the first place. Logically speaking, there should have been a stretch of travel involved, but that part of her memory was blurred.

It seemed she had experienced it, yet also seemed not to have... This left her vaguely uneasy. Traveling through the cold desert at night only magnified that unease infinitely.

Perhaps she shouldn't have left that ramshackle house where they had rested... But if they waited until dawn, the thugs might catch up with them again.

"Maybe it's because I've always had pretty good luck," Boss Luo said casually. "There's a saying where I come from: Heaven never bars all one's paths."

Claudia rolled her eyes. She truly had no idea where this fellow got his confidence... She shook her head and suddenly asked, "You said you could understand why Aliyah suddenly left me. He knows this terrain, and traveling alone is much more convenient... But why did Mr. Otto leave too? Weren't they on bad terms before? And Mr. Otto even paid my... our travel expenses!"

Luo Qiu thought for a moment before saying, "Did you personally see Mr. Otto pay the travel expenses for you and me?"

Claudia frowned. "Wasn't it obvious? Mr. Otto had already transferred the travel expenses to Aliyah, and only then did he agree to take you and me along! The phone... Wait!"

Thinking about it carefully, she really hadn't seen the transfer record herself.

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