487: Arrangements

Arrangements

This was Miss Betty's fixed lesson timing. Even if she was conversing with Ye Jian, she still needed to go for the lesson.2

Here, if you didn't learn English well, you would be looked down on. People would think that you were uneducated.

"It's time for the lesson. I don't want to see my English teacher now." Betty stood up and winked at Ye Jian playfully. She said that she didn't want to go to the lesson but her actions were still quick.

The two bodyguards that were always standing beside Betty hurriedly caught up with her. When they turned, their coat moved a little. Ye Jian saw the outline of a gun. It became a habit to have guns here.

Ye Jian personally sent Betty to a small room in the presidential palace which was used for the English lesson. The English teacher wasn't a government official so he couldn't enter the presidential palace as he wished. Thus, a room further from the main area of the presidential room was arranged for the lesson.

This room was like the room the National Flag Squad rested in outside the Forbidden City.

Ye Jian watched as Betty entered the room with her bodyguards. Then, she left with the staff member who was assigned to her.

Before she could walk further, Betty ran out. "Jian, my English teacher asked if you can participate in her lesson too." She stopped beside Ye Jian like a happy butterfly. "Can you accompany me?"

Ye Jian was unable to reject this sad young lady who was yearning for company.

But she didn't agree immediately. She asked the staff member beside her and waited five minutes for the president's reply. The president said that it was fine.

The room was not small actually. There was a lesson room and a resting room. Ye Jian entered the room with Betty. The first thing she saw was the photo of the current president in the middle of the room. The flag of the country was placed there too.

The moment she entered, Ye Jian's footsteps slowed down. She felt uneasy. Betty was ahead of her. She walked towards the half-closed door. 'Miss Pabel, let's start the lesson."

Normally, women didn't need to work in Pakistan. Miss Pabel studied overseas before and her family members died in a war. Thus, she needed to work to support herself.

This was Ye Jian's only understanding of the teacher from Betty.

"Let's start, Miss Betty." A calm and gentle voice sounded from the room. Ye Jian saw a lady wearing a black dress with black cloth covering her head.

Ye Jian's heart stopped for a moment. In that instant, she moved back instinctively. The door to the room closed at that moment. The two bodyguards were the ones who closed the door.

Ye Jian looked up immediately. She was shocked. She stared at the two bodyguards intently. The faces were unfamiliar to her.

Damn it!

"Invite our guest in." Pabel's voice sounded again. At the same time, someone opened the door fully. Ye Jian saw Betty's hand tied to her back. Her mouth was gagged. Her eyes were filled with tears of despair.

These people were from the al-Qaeda group. They hid in Pabel's car and entered the presidential palace through this venue which was not heavily guarded.

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