My Ex-husband Begs Me Back -
Chapter 939: Surveillance
Chapter 939: Surveillance
Sienna met Camille's gaze and answered seriously, “I replace him apervert."
Indeed, this wasn't about genuine affection; it was obsession. Therewas something wrong with his mind. Camille silently told herself thatfrom this moment on, it was over. Everything between they two werecleanly cut off here.
The good moments and the help she had received in the past werenow just a way for her to return the favor he had conjured up out of thinair.
Camille didn't dwell on the matter any longer. She continued workingwith Sienna on their unfinished tasks and later, when it was time to pickup Timmy, they both headed to get him.
Even though it was already past five in the afternoon, the online buzzsurrounding the situation had not waned with time. Instead, newdevelopments were constantly emerging.
Ayan thought Preston would be frantically busy like an ant on a hotpan, but surprisingly, he found the leisure to report to the police onQuintus's behalf.
Pretending to be Quintus’s friend, he reported that Quintus was missingand directly implicated Ayan as the cause. His reasoning was thatQuintus held incriminating evidence against Ayan, so Ayan might beinclined to silence him.
Ayan had a good relationship with the police, so any matters involvingthe Simpson Group and Ayan would naturally draw attention from lawenforcement. Logan promptly informed Ayan about this development, towhich Ayan responded with a cold smile, “It's quite amusing that he stillhas spare time to meddle in other people's affairs.”
Logan couldn't help but smile too. "What's your plan?"
"Since he has reported to the police, we'll naturally cooperate withthem. It would be a waste not to," Ayan replied nonchalantly. He hadalready informed Logan about the situation with Quintus. Quintus wastemporarily in his custody due to certain matters that needed to beresolved. Logan had made the necessary arrangements to keep trackof this information, rendering Preston's attempt to involve the policefutile.
What was touted as cooperation on Quintus's part was nothing morethan a facade. Unbeknownst to Quintus, Ayan informed him ofPreston's current situation. After perusing the online news, Quintus waswell aware that Preston couldn't contend with Ayan. Hesitating for awhile, he turned to his vigilant bodyguard and said, "I want to meet Mr.Simpson."
Of course, the bodyguard wouldn't agree and instead informed Quintus,“If you have anything to say, say it directly. Mr. Simpson doesn't havetime to see you."
"Doesn't Mr. Simpson want to know about Preston's affairs?"
"Preston is in dire straits now. Do you think Mr. Simpson still hasconcerns for him?"
Quintus's face turned pale, and he fell silent as he realized the truth inthe bodyguard's words.
Thus, he could only truthfully explain, “Then please relay to Mr.Simpson that I genuinely don't know why Preston wants to contactCora. I also have no idea about how Cora left Hance. Obviously,Preston doesn't fully trust me, but I do know that Preston has a trustedassistant at Flento's Walker Group. This assistant has been withPreston for many years and has a shared background in the sameorphanage. I believe Mr. Simpson might replace this interesting.”
The bodyguard's expression grew serious as he looked at Quintus.“Don't try any tricks. If you dare lie, consider whether you'll even beable to leave."
Quintus replied, "If you don't believe me, then investigate. GivenPreston's current predicament, Mr. Simpson shouldn't have a hard timelooking into this matter. It's relatively easy to replace out about thisassistant, who has worked at Walker Group for many years and haslittle contact with Preston.”
"What's the assistant's name?"
“I don't know his name, but I've only heard Preston speak with thisassistant over the phone. All I know is his first name is Patrik."
The bodyguard nodded and signaled to another person who waskeeping an eye on Quintus. Then, he stepped outside the villa to makea phone call.
The bodyguard immediately reported this to Ayan. Ayan wasn't entirelyconvinced by Quintus's information, but at this critical moment, Quintushad seemingly nothing to gain from lying. Wasting Ayan's time withfalse information also wouldn't serve any purpose. Thus, he asked Kianto check on Walker Group and see if there was such an assistant.
The investigation confirmed the existence of a Patrik. However, Adamshad no connection with Preston whatsoever, even though Preston hadworked at Walker Group previously. So, when Kian's contacts at WalkerGroup were asked about Patrik, they instinctively denied anyassociation between Patrik and Preston.
Nevertheless, the fact that Quintus knew about this inconspicuousassistant indicated that there was likely some reason behind it.
Around five in the afternoon, Patrik finished his work at Walker Group.He walked to the parking garage and then drove away.
Kian followed slowly, maintaining a safe distance. Along the way, Patrikstopped his car twice. The first time, he went to a supermarket andbought a large bag of items. The second time, he went to a restaurantand got some takeout dishes. Clearly, this amount of food wasn't meantfor just one person. Based on what Kian learned at Walker Group,Patrik lived alone without a girlfriend or family in Flento .
So, who was he buying all this food for?
A friend, perhaps?
Kian messaged Ayan about the situation and continued to follow Patrikback to his apartment.
Listening outside the apartment building's gate, Kian couldn't seeinside, making it impossible to determine what was happening indoors.Kian found an inconspicuous spot to park his car, then dialed Ayan'sphone. He reported the current situation to Ayan, "Mr. Simpson, I can'tget in. Even if I could, I can't just knock on the door. That could easilyalert Preston.”
Ayan responded with a calm "mm-hmm." Then he said something in alight tone that immediately lit up Kian's eyes. A smile involuntarily creptonto his face, and he hurriedly said, "Alright, I'll arrange it. If Preston isreally at Patrik's place, he won't just sit there waiting to be caught.”
“I don't need him to be caught; I want him to run.” Ayan's voice wasindifferent. He then mentioned Cora's situation, saying coldly, "Cora isstill in Hance, and she's probably aware of Preston's situation. So, shewon't dare to take any action.”
“In that case, let's deal with Preston first, and then Cora will have noway out. She doesn't have money, no documents. Even if a fake ID canhelp her survive, it won't last long. Sooner or later, it'll surface.” Kianresponded softly, then quickly added, "Mr. Simpson, I'll take care of itright away. I won't give Preston a moment to catch his breath.”"Alright." Ayan's tone remained unchanged. He instructed Kian, "Onceyou're done, send Zoie abroad. Preston's reach isn't that far, so hewon't be able to harm her. She's cooperating with us, and we can't lether get into danger.”
"Understood. I'll take care of it and ensure she's safely sent abroad.”Zoie was currently with Kian, so everything was considered safe. It'sjust that with Preston's current state, he would surely pin all the blameon Zoie, thinking that she had schemed against him. Given Preston'snature, he wouldn't spare Zoie.
After Kian and Ayan finished the call, Kian immediately made anothercall and then sat in the car, waiting quietly.
Before long, two police cars with sirens blaring arrived at the apartmentgate. The loud alarm had caught the attention of residents, most ofwhom were returning home from work at this hour, making the scenequite bustling.
The police followed the information provided by the emergency call,knocking on the door of Patrik's apartment, with sirens still blaring.Patrik, hearing the knocking and sirens and seeing the police throughthe peephole, looked alarmed. He glanced at Preston, who was stillholding a forks at the dining table.
Speaking in hushed tones, Patrik asked Preston, "Mr. Walker, whatshould we do?"
Preston's expression remained composed, though his eyes showed aflicker of panic. He put down his utensils, turned his gaze to Patrik, andasked, "Were you followed when you came back?"
Patrik shook his head, "Impossible. No one knows about ourconnection, so it's unlikely I was followed."
Preston's face remained serious. As the doorbell continued ringing, hesaid, "I'll go to the bathroom. You open the door and see what's goingon.”
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