Julian untied Cassandra, and she immediately threw herself into his arms, crying:
"I thought I'd never see you again in this lifetime!"
"It's all right. It's all over now..."
Julian gently patted her back to comfort her.
"I'm sorry I'm late..."
It wasn't easy to find a place to exchange Bitcoin at that hour. Westmarch wasn't like home. Julian wasn't completely unfamiliar with the place, but his influence here was definitely nowhere near what it was at home.
So he'd spent a lot of time converting a hundred million into Bitcoin. At the same time, he'd sent people to search for an old apartment with beige marble wallpaper, within a half-hour drive of The Lington Hotel, centered on it.
As the saying goes, perseverance pays off. He'd finally found the place where Dale and Cassandra were.
