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A Man Like None Other

Chapter 439
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Chapter 439 Who Ask You To Come

At the hotel lobby, Jesse was pacing around nervously.

The minute he spotted Jared, he immediately dashed toward the latter. “Mr. Chance, are you okay? Are you

alright?”

“I’m fine. What’s wrong?” Jared asked with a look of confusion.

“That’s great!” Jesse let out a relieved exhale. “The head of Herb Palace is an overbearing person. I was worried

that they might hurt you.”

Jared smiled at his concern. “No one can hurt me. Just go to sleep.”

Jared reached for the boosting pill in his pocket and tossed it toward Jesse. “You’ll likely be the champion for the

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Martial Arts Gathering if you take this!”

Jesse glanced at the pill, not taking it seriously. Instead, he asked with disbelief, “Are you not planning to participate,

Mr. Chance? I heard the prize for the champion was a hundred-year-old herb.”

Jared shook his head. “No, I won’t be partaking this time. I have to give you some hope.”

Jared had intended to join at first, but now that he had his eyes on all the herbs from Herb Palace. A hundred-year-

old herb meant nothing to him anymore.

Excitement crossed Jesse’s face. “Thank you, Mr. Chance!”

Jesse thought Jared surrendered the champion title to him by doing so.

When Jared was about to go to his room, someone called him from behind suddenly. “Jared!”

Jared frowned as he looked over his shoulder. “What are you girls doing here? Didn’t I tell you not to come?”

Josephine and Lizbeth were waving their hands at him while Tommy acted as a bell boy trailing behind them.

“Sorry, Mr. Chance. Ms. Sullivan and Ms. Grange insisted on coming. I couldn’t stop them,” Tommy said resignedly.

“It’s not your fault,” Josephine told Tommy, then turned to Jared. “We were bored back in Summerbank. What’s

wrong with coming here to have some fun for a couple of days? Are you planning to look for girls behind my back?”

Jared was speechless at Josephine’s accusation. “I’m worried about your safety. It’s dangerous here. Moreover, the

hotels here are mostly fully booked. You won’t even have a place to stay.”

“Don’t worry. I have already booked a room at a hotel. Even though the Granges isn’t what it used to be, we can

manage to book a hotel in a small town like this,” Lizbeth said.

Jared had nothing else to say but he agreed with Lizbeth’s remark. It wasn’t a big deal for the Granges to book a

hotel in mere Summerbank. After all, Lizbeth’s parents were government officials in this area.

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Jared went back to his room to rest after helping the girls settle down. The girls had planned for a walk around town

at night, but Jared had persuaded them not to. He didn’t want to accompany two girls walking around mindlessly in

the middle of the night. There were many martial artists with crude behavior around the area, and he didn’t want

to invite any problems with them.

It was around midnight when sounds of hurried footsteps roused Jared from his slumber. He rushed over to the

window and saw several men chasing after a girl. The girl was running away from them with all her might.

The men didn’t make any sound as they chased after the girl, as though they had done it many times. Jared

decided to return to bed at that sight. What happened between both parties had nothing to do with him. He wasn’t

a saint, and he had no intentions of being one.

He was about to climb into bed when he felt faint spiritual energy emanating from the girl. It felt familiar to him, like

the one from his mother’s jade pendant.

He opened the window and jumped out onto the ground below, then burst into a run, chasing after the group.

Soon the girl was trapped in a dead-end alley. Her hands were tightly holding onto something as she stared at the

men chasing after her with a look of fear.