Female Novel
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 surveillance,
asked, "Mr. Simpson, don't want to comply? Well, of course, you wouldn't compromise 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 play hide and seek with you, why create so much fuss? If you want Cora, you could simply come
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
come to me willingly, I think it's not a bad idea. At least you can give me that opportunity, right? Mr.
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 surveillance screen curled his lips into a smile. The
people around him also noticed his expression and joined in the laughter. "Mr. Norman, Ayan won't be
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 time comes. With such a
large area here, I don't believe Ayan can find us in a second. It's a sizable place, even if he drives
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 had come to Hance City, he was still using those matters to
threaten and remind him. So, he decided to strike first.
For him, completely alienating Ayan was no different from the current situation.novelbin
After all, they could never be friends. Their relationship was destined to be one of confrontation.
With a cold snort, Austin lay back down. Ayan had already left the surveillance screen, and this place
was too large. It was a temporary choice for Austin, so it wasn't feasible to install cameras in every
single villa.
Therefore, no one knew that once Ayan had evaded the cameras, he immediately messaged his
bodyguard, asking him to send the detailed layout of this place. It was found on the internal network of
this hot spring villa, containing records of every building and the more discreet areas. It was easy to
understand the layout and locate hidden places.
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 surveillance to be blacked out, although the screen remained visible,
showing Austin a static scene.
After completing 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 places.
Both locations weren't far from his current position because Austin, despite having kidnapped Camille,
would undoubtedly choose a place in the middle of them that allowed for quick escape in case of any
unforeseen circumstances.
Therefore, this place 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 villas, and
conveniently, the model house was also on the right side. Based on his knowledge of Austin, he
wouldn't willingly subject himself to discomfort or hardship. The model house would be his best choice.
Although it hadn't been occupied for a while, it still offered more comfort than empty houses without any
furnishings.
Once Ayan confirmed Austin's location, he turned around along the edge of the villas 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 place 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, complaining 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 flashed 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 to laugh 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 pillar.
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 exclaimed, "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?"