Incredible!

Just as he was annoyed, the phone rang again. Tyrone thought it was Sienna and directly asked the phone, "Sienna, what else do you want?"

"Tyrone, it's me, Delilah."

What else is there so late? His tone returned.

"Are you free on Sunday? I'd like to go out and play with you, preferably by sea. I have a yacht at home and it's very convenient."

"No interest!" He simply refused.

"But I asked Brother He, and he said you have no other plans this week except to stay at the army, and you should be able to have time to go out and play."

Tyrone was extremely impatient and shouted at her: "I'm very busy. Since he promised you, then go with my brother. I think you two are a good match. That's it!"

He threw away his mobile phone. What the hell is this? !

Tyrone didn't sleep soundly that night.

The sterling silver necklace was given by her deceased grandmother, who said she would leave it to her youngest granddaughter-in-law in the future. Unfortunately, she never got it and passed away forever on Tyrone's first day at the military academy.

He had a deep bond with his grandmother, and every time he was beaten, she would have tears in her eyes, always saying that he was cut out to be a general and would surely make a name for himself.

The necklace is filled with memories.

Now that the necklace is gone, Tyrone feels as if something is missing. He must find it, and the most likely place to find it is the bar!

At half past five in the morning, Tyrone called Sienna again and wouldn't stop until she answered.

"Hello." Sienna's lazy voice came through the phone.

"Did I find my necklace?"

Tyrone didn't say a word of nonsense.

"You ruined my dream and you have to pay me for the loss." "Before it was my pajamas, now it's a dream, and you have to pay for it." Sienna said with a smile.

Tyrone couldn't agree with her and suggested having breakfast together outside, which was a compromise, Sienna readily accepted. Less than half an hour later, the two met outside a Chinese breakfast shop.

Tyrone drove a Land Rover, wore cool sunglasses, and had a striking long leg that was very stylish; Sienna drives an Audi, tall and beautiful, with a mature look.

The appearance of the two successfully captured the attention of the people around, and even several waitresses couldn't help but look up at Tyrone's handsome face and their hearts were stirred.

Sienna, seeing this, couldn't help but tease: "You're going to make the little girls drool, better not wear sunglasses, the light here is very bright."

"Where's what I want?" He asked casually.

Order something to eat first. I'm so hungry. Sienna sat down: "It's warm and cozy here. We can come here often in the future."

Tyrone said nothing but glanced at her, who was wearing an elongated beige trench coat with a stand-up collar, which made her neck look particularly long and accentuated her good looks and perfect proportions.

While waiting for the soy milk, fried dough sticks,fried cakes to be served one by one, Sienna ate with great enthusiasm, not at all like a reserved lady, as if Tyrone were air.

"Hey, how many days have you been hungry?" He quipped.

Seeing her natural and unpretentious, Tyrone is actually relaxed.

At least, he doesn't reject such a woman, there's no pretense, everything is casual, as if there's no guard between each other, and it feels very comfortable.

"When I see you, my appetite will be particularly good. Don't be in a hurry. Let me eat a little more."

"You eat so much that someone is feeding you like a pig, isn't it?"

He actually had the leisure to tease.

"If you want to know, just invite me every day. My demands are not high. When I was abroad, I especially missed the taste of soy milk and fried dough sticks. Isn't it a traditional perfect match?" "Just like you and me, it's a perfect match!" she laughed mischievously.

Tyrone frowned and said coolly, "It was you who said it would be an equivalent exchange. Now it's time to return my things. My patience is limited."

He opened his palm and waited for her.

Sienna really took out a small red velvet bag from her bag, handed it over and said, "I found it in that box. Wearing it, I hope you'll remember me."

She spoke with a touch of emotion.

Tyrone didn't open it, said thank you and got up, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Hey, wait for me, Tyrone."

She gazed at his back, and no matter how she looked at it, she felt it was so heroic and extraordinary.

"I'm in a hurry. You eat slowly."

Without looking back, Tyrone strode away.

Back in the car, Tyrone took out the necklace from the velvet bag and looked at it. Then he noticed that a part of it had broken, and someone had wrapped it carefully with a red string. It was impossible to notice without a closer look.

He smiled slightly, with a kind of joy that had been lost and found again.

As soon as he returned to the army, Willow came to Tyrone's office and put on a pitiful look, with an expression that was hard to tell whether it was sad or painful.

"Instructor Tyrone, I thought about it all night. I don't want to be kicked out of the unit, so I want to ask you to help me. Just save me this time." She pleaded.

"Willow, I've made it very clear, there will naturally be someone on this matter to settle. All you have to do is wait in peace. I have nothing else to say!"

"Instructor Tyrone, maybe you already know about my relationship with Sam." Willow stepped forward and lowered her voice, saying, "Think about it again."

Tyrone gave a cold look and asked back, "So what?"

He would have thought of sympathizing with the weak, but now he looked down upon Willow, who was so sophisticated at the age of twenty. If she got an official position in the future, that would be great.

Willow was clearly stunned and said, "In fact, his family background is very powerful. You should have heard of it. It's better not to provoke him."

Tyrone sneered and said nothing.

"To tell you the truth, my body is precious. Sam comes from a noble family, either a soldier or an official, and anyone who shows up can make you go all out."

"Since you're so powerful, what are you asking me for?" "Tyrone retorted.

Willow, looking embarrassed, paused for a moment and added, "Oh, and that new military doctor, if House of Russel just stomps her foot, she can go home and eat herself. I'm not talking nonsense, it's true, so I'm also giving you face."

Tyrone detested such threats the most, especially when they came from the female soldiers he led. It gave him a sense of oppression as if he were being attacked from all sides. If this weren't for the troops, he would have told her to get out long ago!

Seeing that he was silent, Willow thought he was wary.

"Instructor Tyrone, I mean you'd better think about it. I'm easy to bully, but my boyfriend is not easy to bully, don't you think so?"

She had been observing his facial reaction.

"Really?" "Are you sure he's that good?" Tyrone said with a half-smile.

Willow knew she was talking big, but for the ultimate goal, she thought of being tough to the end, nodding in agreement to Tyrone's instructor's questioning.

"I still say the same thing. There will be a decision up there. No matter how much you make a fuss, it won't help. Instead, it makes me think you are even more ridiculous." "You know if his background is strong or not, but mine is not fake," Tyrone said solemnly.

If he could, a few words would leave her no place to stand!