Chapter 1953: Anton Ford Is a Bit Relentless

In the car, Anton Miller took out his phone and dialed a number. He said, "Henric, could you check on a female owner named Abby Sawyer from building 10 for me? Which floor does she live on? You have a resident group, right?"

"Boss, are you in my neighborhood?" Henric was still at the club, curiously asking before replying, "Abby lives right across from me. We’ve met before. She’s quite pretty. Why? New target?"

"Shut up." Anton Miller hadn’t been this serious in front of those kids before.

"Alright, alright, I won’t talk nonsense." Henric was tactful, "What do you want with her?"

Anton Miller said to him, "Starting today, I’ll live here. Let’s swap places."

"Huh?" Henric was bewildered, "Boss, my place just got renovated. It hasn’t aired out yet. It’s so small, like a bird’s nest, you know that. Why torture yourself? Tired of living in the big villa?"

"Yeah, tired of it. Quit your rambling." Anton Miller’s tone was indifferent, "My home password is my birthday followed by two zeros. Feel free to use anything you want, but don’t bring women back. Got it?"

"..." Henric was simply shocked, "Boss, are you serious?"

"When have I ever joked with you?" Anton Miller said and hung up the phone.

Anton Miller parked the car in the underground garage, took the elevator upstairs, and arrived at the floor where Henric lived, the 10th floor.

He knew Henric’s entry password, having visited in recent days. Henric always treated him like an older brother, and he was the smartest and most adorable member in the club.

Anton Miller felt as if heaven had opened up all the meridian points for him. Abby lives right across from Henric! This coincidence, this opportunity... must be seized!

It’s a layout with two apartments per floor, oh wow, living here feels like one big family.

Walking out of the elevator, Anton Miller’s gaze lingered on Abby’s tightly closed entrance door, thinking about what she might be doing.

He was just about ten meters away from her...

He seemed to feel her heartbeat.

Entering Henric’s room with the password, it was indeed small, not even as big as the living room in his villa.

But Anton Miller did not mind in the slightest!

He went straight to the balcony, with Abby’s balcony not far on the right, both with waist-high glass railings.

He was very close to her again... What a magical encounter this was.

Though she had drawn the curtains, the warm yellow light inside could be felt.

So tonight, Anton Ford was as happy as a child. He was so excited he couldn’t sleep, his mind was full of her image.

In the room next door, lights were all ablaze.

After showering, Abby Sawyer put on a hair-drying cap, picked up the script, and started a new round of study.

She would act in front of the mirror, striving for perfection.

Until the room door opened, Abby turned her eyes at the sound, "Joanna, why are you back so late today?"

"Not too late." Joanna Sawyer came back, changing shoes at the door and putting down her bag, "Had a meeting today, did you finish showering?"

"Yeah."

"Sis, how’s the filming going? Smooth? Does it feel better than yesterday?" The sister asked, stepping towards her.

"Today is better than yesterday." Abby Sawyer had a lovely smile, "Hungry? Want me to make you something? I ate outside."

"I ate too, a colleague treated me. Not hungry." Joanna Sawyer walked over to her, "I want to get a driver’s license."

"Should’ve gotten one earlier." The sister put down the script and got up to pour her some juice, "What’s there to be afraid of? You’re already an adult, go for it."