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Chapter 513
Chapter 513
Wendell and Kevin both saw Wanda standing at the gate.
The two of them almost burst into tears.
After ten days, they had finally found Wanda.
Kevin swallowed as he thought about how he would finally be able to have meat that afternoon.
"Ouch!" Wendell suddenly cried out, clutching at his stomach.
Kevin asked quickly, "What's the matter, Wendell?"
Wendell looked as if he was in a lot of pain as he said, "M-my stomach hurts..."
Kevin immediately understood what Wendell was doing. He looked around and asked Colton, "Mister, is there a toilet around here?"
Colton said coldly, "There aren't any toilets here. Hold it in."
There was a loud tooting sound as Wendell somehow managed to fart several times in a row. "Oh no, oh no! I'm about to crap in my pants!"
"Wendell, hold it in!" Kevin said quickly.
Wendell clamped his legs together and said through gritted teeth, "I... can't... hold it..."
Colton's brow was deeply furrowed. "Turn right at the gate."
Wendell hastily ran toward the gate.
Colton turned and said to one of the guards, "Go and keep an eye on him."
The guard clearly did not want to follow Wendell for fear of the smell. He scowled as he said, "There are surveillance cameras and our colleagues everywhere. You're not worrying that he'll run off to the laboratory, are you?"
Colton's expression darkened, and the guard hastily said, "I'll go right away."
After Wendell went through the gate, he held out both hands, looking confused. "Left, right, left, right... Which side is right?" he asked as he looked at Wanda.
Wanda pointed to the public toilets on the right.
Wendell thanked her and ran toward the toilets, clutching the seat of his pants.
Wanda stood where she was, looking very thoughtful.
Was there really anyone who couldn't tell left from right?
Besides, the toilets were within a hundred feet of them. Couldn't he have seen it for himself?
Was there something wrong with him?
Wanda pursed her lips and shook her head as she looked at the van.
After about three minutes, Wendell came out with one of the security guards.
The guard's pockets were bulging, and he was talking and laughing with Wendell.
"Rich people really know how to enjoy life. Their toilets are cleaner than my living room!" Wendell said with feeling. He was acting like a country bumpkin.
The guard laughed and said, "This is actually pretty basic! I heard that the toilets in the villa area can be flushed automatically!"
Wendell looked shocked. "Really? I haven't had much education, so don't lie to me!"
"Why would I lie to you about that? I expect you'll be able to use them in high-end malls in a couple of years."
As they spoke, the two of them passed by the gate.
Wendell suddenly asked, "Is it the 8th or the 9th today?"
The guard asked, "Don't you have a phone?"Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.
Wendell said in confusion, "Can outsiders like us bring our phones in?"
The guard jumped slightly and took out his phone to look at the date. "It's the 8th today."
Wendell asked, "Is it really the 8th? Why do I feel like it's the 9th?"
The guard showed his phone to Wendell. "Look at this and see for yourself what date it is!"
Wendell looked at it for a while, shook his head, and said, "That's not right. It must be the 9th today."
The guard felt that it was hard to communicate with Wendell. "This is the newest Nokia phone! The date and time are updated automatically with my Internet connection!"
Wendell shook his head. He stopped and looked at Wanda as he asked, "Hey, pretty lady. What's the date today?"
Wanda looked at the calendar every day, so she said without hesitating, "It's the 8th today."
The guard looked exasperated. "It's the 8th, isn't it?"
However, Wendell insisted. "No, it must be the 9th! It was my birthday yesterday, and it was clearly the 8th!"
The guard had no interest in arguing with Wendell anymore.
If Wendell hadn't stuffed two packs of cigarettes into his pockets, he wouldn't even bother talking to him.
Lucy pushed her trolley over. "Let's go home, Wanda!"