My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 813 Registration

Chapter 813 Registration

"Jeremiah, can you get in touch with Mr. Norman?" Preston didn'tanswer his question but instead brought up the matter concerningAustin at the moment. Preston said, "Whether Austin gets caught orsafely returns to Campole, do you think Ayan will spare NormanGroup? It's best to completely sever ties with Norman Group right now.So, think it over."

Jeremiah immediately hushed and after a while, he said, "I need torequest permission from Mr. Norman before I can give you an answer."Preston smiled faintly, "I can wait, but Jeremiah, I hope you understandthat if you can't contact Mr. Norman tonight, you must give me adefinite answer. If you can't make the decision, I might just release astatement unilaterally. Understand?"

Jeremiah was taken aback by this statement.

He became somewhat agitated and said, "Mr. Baxter, you've beencooperating with Mr. Norman for so long, and he alwaysaccommodates your requests. Isn't what you're doing a bitinappropriate?”

“It's precisely because of our cooperation that I'm doing this. If we don'tprepare for the worst, then we'll have nothing. Is that what you want?Of course, what I'm doing now is just a precautionary measure. Ifthere's nothing wrong, that's even better. But if something doeshappen, we're not afraid. What do you say?"

Compared to Jeremiah's excitement, Preston remained calm andcomposed, explaining his reasoning to Jeremiah with a calm and gentlevoice, which made Jeremiah swayed.

Jeremiah promised Preston that he would give him an answer tonight.Afterward, Jeremiah tried various ways to contact Austin, but therewere no results.

Preston was well aware of this.

Austin was being sought after by people everywhere. He had offendedAyan, and Ayan would stop at nothing to replace him.

Preston stood silently by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing outside. Afaint hint of indifference appeared on his face, making it difficult todiscern what he was thinking.

Approaching eleven o'clock, Quintus called. He said, "Mr. Baxter,everything has been taken care of. I've compiled all the projects directlyrelated to Norman Group and sent them to Jeremiah. Your position atNorman Group has been canceled, and Jeremiah knows about it. Hedidn't question it, so I believe he tacitly agreed. The procedures wentsmoothly."

"Good. Correct all the projects we're currently involved in at Hance Cityunder the name of the company I had you register."

"Alright, understood.”

Ever since Preston arrived in Hance City, he had been in contact withQuintus. He had Quintus register an investment company in his namecalled Chia Tai Investment Company.

Therefore, Preston had long planned to completely sever ties withNorman Group because Austin was of little use to him now. He wouldn'twaste his time and energy on someone he couldn't exploit.

As for why he didn't register the company under his own name,perhaps only he himself knew what he was thinking!

It was already late into the night.

But there was still no news from Austin.

They had been searching for him for most of the night, and everyonewas exhausted.

Since it wasn't officially declared as a case yet, the police couldn'tcontinue the search. Otherwise, as the morning came, more and morepeople would become aware of the situation, and it would escalate,leading to the arrested individuals being investigated under the police'sname.

So, after discussing with Kian, Logan decided to call off the search.

It was getting late, and Kian hadn't reported to Ayan, leaving a smallgroup of people to continue the search while the others restedtemporarily and resumed searching in the streets after daybreak.

Just as the majority of the team withdrew, a dark figure emerged from apublic restroom near the hot spring villa and silently followed the teamas they left.

Shortly after the dark figure departed, Kian glanced at his phone andsaid to one of the bodyguards beside him, “Let everyone know they canstop searching. Mr. Simpson has arranged supper and hotelaccommodations for you all. Rest well and tomorrow we'll go togetherto one of Simpson Group's hotels to have a good meal and relax."“Thank you, Mr. Simpson. Thank you, Kian."

"No need to thank me. It's all Mr. Simpson's kindness."

Kian patted the bodyguard's shoulder before making his way to the carand getting in.

At three in the morning, Preston was awakened from his slumber by aknock on the door.

Instead of returning to his room, he had been sleeping in the livingroom.

So when someone knocked, he almost immediately woke up. He hadbeen sleeping in the living room to wait for the person knocking, asthere was no other person in Hance City apart from him whom thisperson could be looking for.

Preston didn't open the door right away. He sat silently on the sofa fornearly five minutes before slowly getting up to answer it.

Seeing Austin outside the door, Preston's gaze softened. "Mr.Norman?!"

Austin walked past him and entered the house without a word. Hefound the water dispenser and drank two glasses of water, not evenminding that it was Preston's cup. After quenching his thirst, Austinfinally regained some composure and weakly sat down on a chair,speaking to Preston, "Can you give me something to eat? I've beenrunning around all night without having anything to eat. I'm starving.”Austin looked extremely disheveled at the moment. His clothes andpants were covered in dirt and dust, and his hair was a mess, withstrands of grass and debris still clinging to it.

This was the most disheveled Austin had ever been in his life, and heappeared completely drained of energy, looking utterly exhausted.Preston didn't refuse and picked up his phone to order something forhim. However, given the late hour, he could only order some food thatwould suffice for now.

After ordering the food, Preston pointed to the bathroom and asked,"Mr. Norman, would you like to take a shower and wash your hair first?I'll prepare some fresh clothes for you."

Austin nodded and said, “Thank you, Mr. Baxter. I appreciate it."

"Mr. Norman, you're being too polite. This place is also your home. Noneed for formalities between us."

Preston smiled lightly, but there was hardly any amusement in his eyes,only a warm yet distant indifference that conveyed a sense ofdetachment and disdain.

Of course, Austin didn't notice. Right now, all he wanted was to take ahot shower, eat a good meal, and then get some sleep.

As for other matters, they could discuss them after daybreak.

While Austin was taking a shower, Preston prepared the clothes for himand the takeout arrived.

After Austin finished eating, Preston didn't rush to give him time to rest.Instead, the two of them sat face to face on the living room sofa.Preston handed his phone to Austin, and the screen displayed theevents of tonight. Although it didn't reveal what had exactly happened,as the person involved, Austin understood it at a glance.

Austin glanced at the phone and then put it down, looking fearlessly atPreston. He asked, "Mr. Baxter, what is this about?"

"Mr. Norman, I called you earlier in the day and asked you the samequestion. How did you respond back then? You said you didn't takeCamille away. So, what about now? If it wasn't you, would Ayan go tosuch lengths? Would you be hiding and evading like this?"

Preston's tone didn't carry much anger or any particular emotion ofdispleasure.

Austin's expression changed slightly, and a hint of coldness crept intohis tone as he replied, “Is Mr. Baxter blaming me for something?"Preston smiled faintly. "Why would 1? I'm simply telling Mr. Norman thatsince we are in collaboration, we should maintain honesty rather thankeeping things hidden like this. Don't you agree?"

Austin remained silent, his expression not too pleasant. He felt thatPreston had no right to accuse him.

While they joined hands, Preston was only attached to him and NormanGroup. If it weren't for his connection to Norman Group, Prestoncouldn't have returned to Hance City so openly.

It was simply ridiculous.

So, why did Preston think he had the authority to speak to him like this?He was just a business partner attached to Norman Group. Such aperson should show him respect instead of questioning him in thismanner.

Austin narrowed his eyes slightly, a trace of coldness appearing inthem. He coldly asked, “Is Mr. Baxter accusing me of hiding somethingfrom you, or is it because you think I'm feeling sorry for Camille since Ikidnapped her? Mr. Baxter, have you forgotten that Camille is Ayan'swife? Even if you feel sorry for her, it's not your concern. Don't youunderstand that?"