Me and My Cold CEO Wife

Chapter 1710 - 1699: Setting Out

"This guy knows his boundaries."Seeing that Bick was reliable, Ning Fan felt his resentment from the "freeloader" ease up quite a bit.

"Where's Las Vegas? It shouldn't be too far."

Ning Fan shook his head and soon fell asleep.

The next morning, as soon as Ning Fan headed out, he was greeted by a member of the Blood Clan waiting for him.

"Mr. Ning, there's an African American named Bick claiming to be your driver."

"He's pretty punctual."

Looking at the dim morning light, Ning Fan nodded, "Tell him to wait for me in the hotel lobby. I'll be down shortly."

"Yes, sir."

Entering the living room, Ning Fan noticed William and his group already waiting there.

Alice greeted with a smile, "Good morning, Ning Fan."

"Good morning."

Looking at the heaps of large bags on the ground, Ning Fan initially thought they were all snacks.

"Are you heading out now, Ning Fan?"

Upon seeing Ning Fan nod, William added, "Let me see you off."

Ning Fan declined with a smile, "There's no need to be so polite; I'll head straight to the car once we leave the hotel."

"Alice, remember, outside you must listen to Ning Fan."

Understanding the seriousness in Andrew's words, Alice nodded solemnly.

Andrew said with a complex expression, "Ning Fan, I'm entrusting you with my precious angel."

Although he had long made this decision, thinking about Alice's first solo outing made Andrew a bit nervous.

"Don't worry! Unless I fall, no one will harm Miss Alice."

Listening to Ning Fan's firm reply, a hint of surprise flashed in Alice's eyes.

"I'll leave everything to you."

Noticing Andrew's worried expression, Ning Fan shook his head in confusion.

If you're so concerned for your daughter's safety, you could always assign another Blood Clan member to escort her to Ryan Town.

"Grand Dukes, hold on, we're leaving now."

At the entrance to the elevator on the top floor, Ning Fan gently stopped the two Dukes, carrying large bags of luggage.

As they were about to enter the elevator, Andrew suddenly said, "By the way. I heard the Hunters from the Exorcism Association will take a while to return, so there's no rush for you to hit the road."

Ning Fan did not notice William's disdainful look and smiled as he entered the elevator.

William glared sideways, "When did you contact the Exorcism Association?"

"Can't it be just now?"

"Old fox. Don't forget, we've only known Ning Fan for a few days; are you sure Alice will be okay?"

Hearing this, Andrew's face changed instantly, and Murphy panicked, "Your Grace, should we follow secretly, just in case?"

"No need."

Andrew waved his hand and then sneered at William, "Trying to scare me with just these words? I bet you're just jealous of my arrangement, old man."

"Hmph!"

With his mind revealed, William snorted coldly and left.

"You really dare to gamble, old fox."

William sighed, yet couldn't help admiring Andrew's boldness.

Andrew completely seized this opportunity, using Alice as a bond to strengthen the relationship between the Morgan Family and Ning Fan.

As a result, the Phillips Family, initially the first to contact Ning Fan, fell behind.

"What a pity..."

There was no way. The Phillips Family lacked a suitable female Blood Clan member in age; otherwise, William would shamelessly force someone in to sabotage this duo's trip.

As for worrying whether Ning Fan might take advantage and harm Alice.

Aside from initial panic, the calm Andrew was not worried about this issue at all.

Firstly, Ning Fan had no reason.

Secondly, the two Dukes had more than a thousand years of experience, with exceptionally keen judgment, nothing could escape their Dharma Eye.

Both Andrew and William greatly appreciated Ning Fan's character; otherwise, they wouldn't have humbled themselves to befriend him.

Blood Clan does admire strong individuals, but even more, they value those who are both courageous and strategic.

Otherwise, with Blood Clan's strategies, they'd have long tricked the Werewolves, draining their talent completely.

The fact they haven't done so isn't due to disdain for such brute force.

Just outside the elevator and into the hotel lobby, a loud voice echoed, "Hey! Boss."

The voice was loud, especially in the spacious lobby, making it seem even louder.

Fortunately, it was early morning, and besides the hotel staff, there were no travelers around.

Otherwise, just by Bick's shout, he surely would've been kicked out.

Even so, a white hotel attendant frowned and walked towards Bick.

As he was about to reprimand the rude African American, he heard someone behind him say, "Why are you standing there? Come over and grab the stuff."

Glancing at the man and woman stepping out of the elevator, the white attendant then fixed his gaze on a design on the elevator door.

The design was very subtle, blending with the patterns on the elevator's surface. Without careful attention, it was easy to overlook.

"The Phillips Family crest."

The white attendant's pupils contracted, then quietly retreated, though a strong sense of puzzlement arose in his heart, "A distinguished guest of the Phillips Family knowing a low-class Negro?"

Working at the Manhattan Hotel, attendants were specifically instructed at orientation to watch out for places with crest designs, as those were areas they were forbidden to enter.

This elevator leading to the hotel's top floor was one of them.

Personally managed by Phillips Family members, those not invited are essentially barred from entry.

"Mysterious Easterners."

The white attendant shook his head secretly, then respectfully saw the trio off.

"Boss, is this your girlfriend? Wow! She's so beautiful."

Bick exaggeratedly widened his eyes, then casually introduced himself, "Hello beautiful, I'm the boss's most loyal personal driver, I'm Bick."

Looking at the African American in front of her, Alice suddenly remembered Ning Fan's notorious "freeloader" moniker seemingly stemming from Bick.

"Hello. I'm Alice."

Alice smiled and greeted without correcting his implication.

"Miss Alice, could you sign an autograph for me? You're even prettier than movie stars..."

As Bick rambled on endlessly, Ning Fan glared, "Aren't you supposed to go drive the car over?"

"At your service, boss."

Bick picked up the bags and saluted, then dashed off.

"I'm suddenly regretting bringing this guy along."

Originally, Ning Fan wanted to torment Bick, the loudmouth, but now he suspected he was torturing himself instead.

Ning Fan said awkwardly, "Sorry, my driver is a bit chatty."

Alice shook her head with a smile, "No worries, it's quite amusing. Black people seem to be more lively and cheerful; I have a classmate like that too. Probably with him around, the journey won't be so dull."

"Maybe."

Soon, as he saw the shining, metallic taxi arriving, Ning Fan joked, "Bick, you stingy fellow, finally decided to wash the car."