Chapter 147 Where Were Them


    Chapter 147 Where Were Them


    Nelson sighed and shook his head, replying "No, what about you?"


    Lester, with a grim look, shook his head and said, "These two girls. I never expected that they would


    be so good at hiding."


    He had exhausted all his connections, but still couldn''t find any clues about these two girls. It was


    possible that they were no longer in Linnd City.


    "Yeah, I find it strange too. Forget about Young Madam. She seldom goes out. Miss Sachs doesn''t


    seem like a careful person. How could they have evaded our search?"


    Lester pondered and said, "Exactly. That''s what I was thinking too. That''s why I wanted to discuss it


    with Frank. But I couldn''t reach him on the phone, so I came here to find him."


    As Courtney''s older brother, no one knew Courtney better than him. Giving to Courtney''s carefree


    character, it was impossible for her to master anti-detection capability, let alone escape the trap set


    by him and Francis.


    These two girls disappeared without a trace in just two days. Even if they were being secretive, they


    would have had to take a car or a ne to leave Linnd City.


    No matter what, they needed money. They would have to withdraw some cash. Otherwise, how


    would they eat and survive?


    But they couldn''t find any traces of these activities, which was very strange.


    Nelson hesitated and spoke, "Mr. Landau has been sitting there after noon. Are you really going


    in?"


    Lester also hesitated for a couple of seconds. But he decided to go in.


    Things need to be resolved, and how could the problems be resolved if they didn''t face them?


    Lester got into the dark house. He couldn''t find the light switch inside the room, so he had to rely on


    his instincts to find Francis.


    "Frank."


    As soon as he spoke, the lights in the room instantly turned on, making it too bright for him to open


    his eyes.


    Lester raised his hand to shield his eyes and took a moment to recover before putting his hand


    down. He walked over and sat down across from Francis.


    "I''ve discovered some suspicious points. I believe you must have noticed too."


    Francis tilted his head slightly and looked at Lester, "So?"


    Lester said, "I guess Lilian was kidnapped by someone else."


    "And who might that be?"


    Lester choked for a moment. Suddenly, he was unsure of how to continue the conversation.


    Francis took a cigarette and showed no emotions as he said, "You have two days left."


    Lester frowned slightly and replied, "This matter should not have much to do with Courtney..."


    "But she took Lilian away, didn''t she?" Francis nced at him, and said indifferently, "Whether it


    was her own action or being used, she is still involved in this."


    Hearing his words, Lester remained silent for a while.


    "You''re right," he replied.


    "Lester, find her. If I find her first, don''t me me for not considering the past."


    Lester''s expression changed slightly as he said urgently, "Frank, even though it''s not right for


    Courtney to take Lilian away, she still cares about Lilian. On the other hand, you, you don''t care


    about Lilian and yet repeatedly hurt her."


    "Have you ever put yourself in Lilian''s shoes? Sometimes I really can''t understand, are you keeping


    her or torturing her? What do you want?"


    "If you like her, you should treat her right. If you don''t, then let her go. Don''t you feel the


    contradiction of your actions?"


    Francis didn''t say anything and quietly smoked his cigarette.


    The smoke apanied the silence, spreading in the air, making the room''s light blurry.


    Lester stared at Francis for a while but didn''t get a response.


    Lester continued, "Let''s put Courtney aside for now. The top priority is to find the two of them.


    Frank, do you have any guesses?"


    Francis remained silent, and Lester thought he wouldn''t speak again tonight.


    But after a while, he suddenly spoke up, "Of course I do."


    "Who is it?"


    Francis leaned forward and extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray unhurriedly, as if he wanted to


    crush the cigarette into pieces.


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    "I can''t tell you," Francis smirked with a subtle light flickered in his eyes. "Some people just think


    themselves so clever."