Don't Try to Escape, My Wife! novel Chapter 627

"Mr. Brown, what if she doesn't agree?"

Jacob's heart skipped a beat at the question.

Yeah, if Nicole was really hiding from them, it was very likely that she might not agree.

"Check her IP address."

This was the best idea that Jacob could come up with. He really couldn't bear Samuel torturing himself.

The guy was on it.

Jacob hurriedly packed his things and drove to the Green's.

After Laurel left, Nicole and Joseph were sent away, and Lucas was no longer there, either. This mansion was suddenly empty. If it weren't for Zoe still being around, this place would be literally derelict.

Jacob arrived at the Green's and went straight to Samuel's room. He was in such a hurry that he didn't even reply to the bodyguards' greetings.

The room smelled of tobacco.

Samuel didn't draw the curtains in the morning. He just sat on the floor, smoking. The cigarette butts had already piled up several ashtrays, and smoke had permeated the entire room, so his face couldn't be seen clearly.

Ever since Nicole left, Samuel had always wallowed in this state.

"Mr. Green."

Jacob called, but Samuel did not react.

He rushed in front of Samuel and took the cigarette from his hand, then extinguished it.

"Mr. Green, you can't do this anymore. Your body will collapse."

"Does anyone care? Will she care?"

Samuel's voice turned hoarse.

Seeing him like this, Jacob was agonized and whispered, "I saw a job application today. It looks a bit like Nicole. I have already sent people to check on it. If there is any news, I will let you know immediately. Mr. Green, I think she will come back."

However, Samuel still didn't respond.

He looked blankly at the quilt and pillow on the bed, uttering no word.

Jacob looked at him and sighed, "Mr. Green, it's been several days since you last went to bed. You're always on the floor, and your body can't stand it."

As he spoke, he tried to make the bed, but was stopped by Samuel.

"Don't. That's Nicole's bed. She always liked to sleep there. I can still smell her on it. That's all she left me."

Samuel's pitiful tone brought a lump to Jacob's throat.

"Mr. Green, I'm serious. The applicant is called Catherine. She has been in the United States for five years and her English is at level 8. All these are similar to Nicole's."

Samuel suddenly shivered.

"What did you say?"

"My men are on it. We'll soon have a clue."

"I'll do it myself. Give me her IP address."

Samuel suddenly stood up and rushed into the study like he was pumped.

Jacob watched him run over barefoot and wanted to remind him.

"Come on, give me the IP address!"

Samuel's eyes turned red from anxiety.

Jacob hurriedly called his guy and asked for Nicole's IP address.

When the guy sent over the IP address, Samuel felt like his blood was boiling.

Was it Nicole?

It should be!

God wouldn't be so cruel, would he?

He quickly searched the IP address and found that it was in Land City.

"Land City? Quickly, find out which area this IP belongs to and within whose charge!"

Samuel was instantly excited.

Jacob didn't dare to delay and quickly started investigating. However, when he saw the result, he was still stunned.

"Mr. Green, it's the Kents."

"Where?"

"The Kents from Land City. This IP address belongs to the Kents."

At this moment, his guy called.

"Mr. Brown. Our applicant just gave us a bank account. I've checked it. It's a man named Booth Kent."

Jacob turned on the speaker, so Samuel could hear it very clearly.

"Booth Kent, the young master of the Kents, has studied in the United States for five years and his English is band 8, too."

Samuel still had an impression of Booth. After all, he had to investigate some of the children of the rich families, and Booth of the Kents was indeed a talent.

Jacob was a little disappointed, but he knew that Samuel was even more disappointed.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Green. I thought it was Mrs. Green. After all, he's called Catherine, too."

"In the United States, there are a hell lot of people called Catherine."

Samuel felt that his body had just collapsed.

Just now, he really thought that he had found Nicole.

Jacob asked doubtfully, "But why would he pretend to be a woman and apply for freelance translation work online? This is so strange."

"Nicole doesn't have any channel or reason to know Booth. Besides, I heard that Booth likes to do things anonymously. Perhaps it's just one of his special hobbies."

Samuel pushed the computer to the side and walked towards the bedroom.

However, in the corridor, he met Zoe.

Zoe held the doll in her arms and stood in the middle of the corridor, looking at Samuel without saying anything. Samuel didn't really dare to look straight at her watery eyes.