Chapter 215

Chapter 215: The Smile in your Eyes The man in the car watched the two men walk into the hotel, took the phone, and dialed a number.

Virginia.

The golf course.

Uriah holds the golf club and watches the ball go in.

The people nearby clapped their hands, “Boss Irwin good technique.”

The phone rings and Uriah says to the man next to her, “I’ll take this.”

“All right.”

He turned back inside, gave his cue to the keeper and swiped the answer button.

“Hello.”

“Boss Irwin Ambrose checked into the hotel where Miss Gellar was staying.”

There’s no sound on the phone.

The driver listened to the silence in the phone, and the heart was raised.

Anyone around Boss Irwin must have felt that way, he thought.

“When?”

“At eight o ‘clock in the morning, they went to have breakfast together.”

“HMM.”

The phone hangs up.

The driver listens to the busy signal on his phone and relaxes.

For a moment he felt like he couldn’t breathe.

Uriah looked into the distance, took a bottle of water, unscrewed it, and drank.

When he looked up at that moment, his eyes were not black as dark swell, deep scary.

Brook waited for Uriah, heard footsteps behind him, turned, smiled, “Boss Irwin, let’s go.”

Uriah, without answering him, walked over and stopped in front of a small white ball.

Brook stood beside him, feeling faintly wrong.

It just seemed like the mood was off.

But he could not say exactly what was wrong.

Brook looked at Uriah. His face, his expression, had not changed.

But the eyes narrowed slightly.

It seems the sun is too bright.

Somehow, squinting at Uriah in the distance was indescribably tense, like an eagle watching its prey.

Brook couldn’t help but tighten his club and said with a smile, “How far is Boss Irwin going with this shot?”

“How far did Brook say I was going with that shot?”

Brook became mute.

What does that make him say?

The world record is 270 meters.

Wouldn’t Uriah be upset if he couldn’t reach it?

If anything, isn’t that a sign of contempt for Uriah?

“Oh, no matter how far Boss Irwin’s shot went, it was further than mine.”

No matter what, he could not offend Uriah.

Uriah looked at him and laughed. “Does Brook believe in himself so much?”

Brook’s heart gave a clump to Uriah’s unfathomable eyes, and a chill rose from the bottom of his heart as if he were being watched by a snake.

“Oh, Boss Irwin laughed, I don’t don’t believe in myself, but Boss Irwin is too strong.”

‘Oh?

“Boss Irwin’s abilities are known to all of us.”

“Brook said that. It would be a shame if I didn’t take a long shot.”

Brook’s face turned white.

“Boss Irwin, that’s not what I meant…”

“I’ll see how far I can go with this shot.”

Uriah interrupted him, lowered his head, held the club, bent his upper body slightly, and looked at the little white ball under his feet.

In two seconds, swing.

Suddenly the little white ball jumped out like a parabola and went a long way. Brook followed the parabola but could not see where the little white ball had gone.

“Boss Irwin, I’ll go and see.

Brook turned to Uriah and said.

But he stopped before he finished speaking.