Female Novel
Chapter 5527
In the late hours, Lama Temple radiated an ethereal tranquility. Nestled within a secluded Zen chamber,concealed from prying eyes, an exquisite woman graced a wicker chair in the courtyard. Her gaze fixedupon the canvas of autumn stars above.
A bald-headed woman emerged, draping a blanket over the lady’s legs with the utmost reverence.“Madam, the Young Master’s plane has taken off.”
“He’s departed?” The stunning woman’s eyes flickered towards the airport, a hint of apprehensionplaying across her features.
In the distance, points of light waltzed across the night sky, prompting a nostalgic sigh. “I wonder whichof those shimmering dots carries Charlie.”novelbin
Turning to the elderly lady beside her, she inquired, “Who is accompanying Charlie? Is Hogan with him?”
This striking woman was none other than Lily, Charlie’s mother.
The woman at Lily’s side, disguised as an old nun, went by the name Joyce Turk. Her loyalty and yearsof service to Lily equaled that of a seasoned housekeeper.
“It appears, Madam, that the Young Master has boarded the plane with Hogan. They are hurtling throughthe sky at great speed. They are expected to touch down in New York around eight o’clock local time,”Joyce Turk reported.
“Very well.” Lily nodded, a faint smile gracing her lips. “Peter has faced his share of trials in recent years,and I’ve been unable to assist him. If Jagoan finds him, I believe he can guide Peter through thesechallenges. Perhaps, in turn, Peter can help Jagoan unlock the secrets of the Soul Palace.”
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At 8,30 PM in New York, the plane carrying Jagoan and Hogan touched down smoothly at JFK Airport.
Due to the late hour, Jagoan had no intention of heading straight to the antique store in Queens thatnight. He understood that Hogan had accompanied him to New York for a specific purpose, to reunitewith Jordan, the man he had once taken under his wing.
Jordan now presided over the roast goose restaurant, a place brimming with Hogan’s memories andsentiments.
So, upon disembarking, Jagoan turned to Hogan and said, “Uncle, let’s explore Chinatown tonight. Doyou know the usual closing hours for your roast goose joint?”
Hogan, somewhat surprised by Jagoan’s choice, quickly responded, “Young Master, it might be best toattend to business matters first. We can visit Jordan afterward.”
Jagoan grinned, “Uncle Hogan, considering the late hour, it would be quite unusual for two busyindividuals to head straight to an antique store right after landing. If someone with a curious mindcatches wind of this, they might mistake it for espionage. Let’s save the antique store for later. Tonight,we’ll stay in Chinatown and pay a visit to Jordan. Tomorrow, we’ll retreat to the New York Shangri-La forthe night and then make our way to Queens.”
Hogan understood the wisdom in Jagoan’s words.
While he appreciated Jagoan looking out for him, he was not one to beat around the bush. “YoungMaster, roast goose joints usually close around two in the morning.”
Jagoan’s curiosity was piqued. “That late?”
Hogan nodded, explaining, “Mainly for the sake of affordability. Many of our patrons are laborers, oftenundocumented migrants. They usually finish work in the early morning hours, so we keep our doors open
to accommodate them.”
A smile graced Jagoan’s lips. “Very well, if the hours are accommodating, then a meal it shall be.”
Hogan agreed, “I’ll inform Jordan to make preparations.”
Jagoan inquired, “Uncle Hogan, did you let Jordan know about your arrival in the States this time?”