###Chapter 567 Sweet Start - Part 3

"Talk about how to solve it!" Jordan, who had been silent, suddenly opened his mouth, and he put the papers in his hand on the table in front of him at will.

For a moment everyone looked at me, waiting for the next words.

I was stupefied for a moment and said, "The project still has to continue. As for the base, we still have to check the interior, and there are problems with monitoring and equipment at the same time. There are no such coincidences in the world."

Felix frowned and paused. "Everyone at the base has checked, but we still have not found our suspect."

"Isn't that the biggest suspect?" I said, "It's such a big thing, how can everyone skim themselves clean at a time?"

Felix frowned slightly and paused, "Let me communicate with the police!"

"So, there is still no concrete solution?" Director Kent sneered, "It goes on and on, doesn't it?"

Director Kent's words were interrupted when there was a sudden knock in the conference room.

Felix frowned slightly, opened the door, and saw Bruno.

He said hurriedly, "Miss Ivelle, is the lady who just came here your friend? Something happened to her. Why don't you go and have a look?"

Grace Cross?

As soon as I was caught off guard, I hurriedly got up and said to William and Jordan, "Boss Astley, Boss Preston I'll go out first. I'm sorry!"

William followed, answered faintly, and went out of the conference room with me.

I looked at Bruno hurriedly and could not help but ask, "What happened?"

"The new land was being reclaimed near the base. The young lady must have gone to pick fruit and accidentally fell into the foundation dug before our door!" Bruno said while hurrying forward.

I can't help but wonder, "The foundation here is not very deep. Just bring her up here and fall on someone."

Bruno shook his head. "It's more serious than this. There has been no parking lot here, so it would be too wasteful to use a piece of land as a parking lot, so we planned to build a parking lot under the base."

I was stunned for a moment, which meant that the foundation was dug deep.

I could not help but worry, "Have you pulled her up yet?"

He shook his head. "I don't know. When I came, Miss Grace seemed to have been unconscious. She might have been pulled up, but she might have been hurt."

The road near the base was difficult. I trotted all the way and followed Bruno to the new construction site.

Seeing many people standing next to the foundation, I was surprised and hurriedly followed.

The people from the infirmary have come and are doing their best to rescue Grace who has been pulled up.

Seeing Grace unconscious, I couldn't help but ask, "What happened to her? Where did she hurt herself?"

"It seems that she has hurt her head, and affected her brain, but it is not confirmed yet. We'll have to wait until we get back to the hospital." The medical staff spoke.

Someone carried the stretcher, put Grace on the stretcher, and pushed it away.

Bruno went to evacuate the crowd. I couldn't help looking back at the place where Grace fell, which was not very high.

There were several broken pears in the foundation, which Grace was picking just now.

The thing is, what was she doing here alone? A normal woman will think that there was too much mud here and wouldn't want to come here. Why would she think of coming here?

While Grace was being carried away, Jordan and William followed them out.

Seeing me standing by the foundation, he asked, "What are you looking at?"

"What do you think Grace was doing here?"

He raised his eyebrows. "You would have to ask her that!"

I shrugged my shoulders, stopped asking, and followed the car directly to the hospital.

One accident after another, coupled with Grace's special identity, the project was directly suspended.

Back in City A, the doctor examined Grace and said that she had hit her head and was in a temporary coma and would not wake up for a while.

William went to the hospital to take care of her, the project in Cape Oaks was suspended, and I had to go back to the villa to have a rest.

When I got to the downstairs of the villa, I entered my password as usual, but it was all wrong.

I couldn't help calling William and said, "Have you changed the password at home?"

He was obviously stupefied for a moment and said, "Well, Jordan won't let you live on my side. Everything should have been received and gone to the villa next to it."

I was speechless, hung up the phone, and sighed deeply.

Sure enough, I couldn't hide. I had no choice but to go next door and enter my birthday number. The door opened.

There was a car parked in the yard. It seemed that Jordan was in the villa and the door in the hall was open.

Felix was watering the flowers in the yard when he saw me slightly stupefied. Then he said, "Ma'am, you're back!"

I nodded, somewhat embarrassed.

After a pause, I asked, "Didn't Jordan come back?" I looked around the hall and didn't seem to see the man.

"Boss Astley is upstairs in the study!" Felix said, "He may be looking at the file. Go up!"

He was in the study room on the second floor.

Jordan was at work, with black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his movements were particularly serious and attentive in reading the documents in his hands.

Looking at him at this time, his face was gentle and calm, handsome and quiet. I saw that he had changed into gray casual clothes. He seemed to have just taken a bath, and his dark seemed to be a little damp. He may have been busy recently. His originally short hair was a little long, covering part of his forehead and looking particularly young and handsome.

He was probably too focused to notice me enter the room. When I saw him like this, I could not help but walk up to him quietly.

The cat walked lightly behind him, pressing his fingertips on the back of his head while he wasn't looking.

In a loud voice, "Don't move, rob!"

He slightly let go of the papers in his hand, took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said, "What is the woman going to rob?"

"I want both wealth and color!" I opened my mouth, and some unscrupulously picked his hair with my fingertips.

He turned around with the chair, stretched out his long arm and pulled me into his arms, and let me sit on his legs in a hoarse voice. "Mrs. Astley just picked up what she wanted, but she robbed me before she left."

I looked at him with a smile and put my hand around his neck. "Mr. Astley has guests downstairs. This noise is too loud. I'm afraid Mr. Astley will be humiliated."

His dark eyes were dim, looked at my face, pinched me, and said, "Don't worry, he's gone."

With that, there came the sound of the engine downstairs. it was the sound of the car starting.

I was stupefied for a moment, but said, "Boss Astley, I would like to ask sincerely, is Felix Stewart's timely style a gift or an acquired training?"

He raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his lips. "Both!"

He put his hand against my chin, took a bite on my lip flap, and said, "Either Mr. Astley or Boss Astley, Ivelle, don't we have a name that belongs to each other?"

I was a little depressed and said, "We both have names. What do you want me to call you? Baby? Baby? Honey? Or a husband?"