Chapter 807: Escaping


    Chapter 807: Escaping


    Ayan''s face turned icy, but the coldness quickly dissipated in a matter of seconds.


    He narrowed his eyes slightly, not intending to speak, but his mind was already searching for answers.


    Austin, unable to get a response from him and seeing him standing still through the surveince,


    asked, "Mr. Simpson, don''t want toply? Well, of course, you wouldn''tpromise for a woman.


    Since Mr. Simpson is unwilling to do what I asked, then please leave."


    Ayan stood there, unmoving. Naturally, he was aware that Austin was currently watching him from a


    room. With narrowed eyes, a cold glint flickered in his gaze as he spoke in a calm voice, "If you want


    me to y hide and seek with you, why create so much fuss? If you want Cora, you could simplye


    find me directly. By doing what you''re doing now, do you think we can have a civilized conversation?"


    Austin smirked provocatively, "Mr. Simpson, I also want to have a proper conversation, but Mr. Simpson


    is not willing to give me that chance. I have no other option. Since this method can make Mr. Simpson


    Simpson, you have nine minutes and twenty seconds left. Do you want to continue wasting it?" Austin


    taunted, "For the sake of fairness, let''s stop the conversation for now. I''ll be waiting to talk to Mr.


    Simpson face-to-face. Hurry up!"


    With that, Austin hung up the phone.


    Ayan tightly gripped his phone, his handsome face wrapped in coldness, concealing the restrained


    emotions he had been struggling to control.


    He stood still for a moment, briefly lost in thought, before finally taking a step towards the direction on


    his left.


    Watching Ayan''s chosen path, Austin in front of the surveince screen curled his lips into a smile. The


    people around him also noticed his expression and joined in theughter. "Mr. Norman, Ayan won''t be


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    able to find us in ten minutes. He''s definitely going to lose. Have you decided on how to punish him?"


    Austin chuckled lightly and casually replied, "No rush, I''ll decide when the timees. With such a


    around in circles, it would take at least half an hour. Besides, he''s on foot. I want to see how capable


    he really is. He''s good at hiding people, right? Now let him experience the challenge of finding


    someone."


    Austin''s dissatisfaction towards Ayan was brimming, and his hatred for Ayan ran deep. Ayan had made


    him lose face in both the Cora and Mr. and Mrs. Bell projects. Even after returning to Campole, he


    couldn''t get rid of Ayan. Now that Ayan hade to Hance City, he was still using those matters to


    threaten and remind him. So, he decided to strike first.


    For him,pletely alienating Ayan was no different from the current situation.


    After all, they could never be friends. Their rtionship was destined to be one of confrontation.


    With a cold snort, Austiny back down. Ayan had already left the surveince screen, and this ce


    was toorge. It was a temporary choice for Austin, so it wasn''t feasible to install cameras in every


    single vi.


    Therefore, no one knew that once Ayan had evaded the cameras, he immediately messaged his


    bodyguard, asking him to send the detailedyout of this ce. It was found on the internalwork of


    this hot spring vi, containing records of every building and the more discreet areas. It was easy to


    understand theyout and locate hidden ces.


    Ayan instructed his bodyguard to discreetly use a drone to scout Camille''s hidden location. Meanwhile,


    he personally narrowed down Austin''s whereabouts little by little.


    At the same time, he ordered the surveince to be cked out, although the screen remained visible,


    showing Austin a static scene.


    Afterpleting this series of actions, Ayan received news from Kian.


    The person had been controlled, and he was on his way with them to meet Ayan.


    As Ayan continued to pinpoint Austin''s location, he finally identified two possible ces.


    Both locations weren''t far from his current position because Austin, despite having kidnapped Camille,


    would undoubtedly choose a ce in the middle of them that allowed for quick escape in case of any


    unforeseen circumstances.


    Therefore, this ce had to be close to the main entrance. There was only one main gate, the same


    one Ayan had entered through, and apart from that, there were two side entrances.


    One on the left and one on the right.


    Ayan chose the left path. It was surrounded with greenery and recreational facilities, providing no


    hiding spots.


    The right-side entrance wasn''t too far from the main gate. The area around it consisted of vis, and


    conveniently, the model house was also on the right side. Based on his knowledge of Austin, he


    wouldn''t willingly subject himself to difort or hardship. The model house would be his best choice.


    Although it hadn''t been upied for a while, it still offered morefort than empty houses without any


    furnishings.


    Once Ayan confirmed Austin''s location, he turned around along the edge of the vis and headed


    towards the spot he had determined Austin to be.


    His steps were swift, yet he made little noise.


    As he neared the model house, he suddenly heard voices conversing, "How long does Mr. Norman


    want us to stay here? The ce provides shelter, but we can''t even get delivery food. We''re stuck with


    dry rations, and we''re not allowed to leave. It''s almost dark, are we supposed to spend the night here?"


    The voices were neither too loud nor too soft, and they reached Ayan''s ears clearly.


    He halted his steps, his expression turning instantly cold. Retrieving his phone in the vibrating mode


    from his pocket, he slowly approached in the direction from which the voices came. The two individuals


    continued their conversation,ining discontentedly while smoking.


    Ayan paid little attention to their dialogue until one of them spoke with malicious intent, "This woman is


    Ayan''s wife. Who is Ayan? He''s the CEO of Simpson Group. His wife must be exceptional. Despite


    wearing casual attire, her figure must be impressive. We''re so bored here. If we could have some fun


    with her, it wouldn''t be so dull, right?"


    The other man immediately rejected the idea, "No way, Mr. Norman said we shouldn''t do that. If Ayan


    finds out, he''ll kill us."


    "This is what Mr. Norman asked us to do. Once it''s dark, who will know? Besides, do you think this


    woman would dare say anything? She wouldn''t dare tell Ayan. After all, she wants to keep her position


    as the mistress of a wealthy family. She probably won''t even have time to hide it, let alone tell anyone.


    If Ayan finds out, do you think he''ll still want her? So, buddy, do you want to join me or not?"


    The man''s words resounded clearly in Ayan''s ears, and each word fueled his growing anger.


    His hands, hanging by his sides, clenched into tight fists. Fury and coldness shed in his eyes,


    enough to make anyone tremble. If looks could kill, those two men would already be dead.


    He stood motionless, his handsome face devoid of any expression, as if nothing had happened at all.


    The two men continued tough in a sickening manner. His heart felt like ants gnawing at him, and the


    sky gradually darkened. She must be suffering more than him right now.


    Ayan picked up his phone and sent a message, then casually picked up a stone from the ground and


    drew an arrow on a pir.


    After the two men finished speaking and left, he slowly followed suit, closing in on Austin''s location.


    When Austin''s men saw him, they froze.


    One of them eximed, "Mr. Norman!!!"


    Austin, who had his eyes closed, immediately opened them upon hearing the voice. A touch of stiffness


    crossed his face, and he responded coldly, "What the hell is all this noise about?"