Andrew was still at the gate of T2 when Bruce arrived.
During the night, these two similar figures gazed at each other with a cold light in their eyes, neither of them speaking.
''According to the latest report, further investigations on the XX.XX.20XX Rolls Royce self-ignition, suggest that it is extremely likely that the victim died from homicide...''
Bruce narrowed his eyes with displeasure, hearing the word 'died' while listening to the reporter's broadcast.
The man beside looked at him and said, ''She hasn't died.''
''I know.''
''And you let her report this?''
Bruce was hearing the word 'died' again and again, and he was sick of the reporter's voice.
Andrew narrowed his eyes as well; however, shaking his head indifferently, he was not as opposed as Bruce.
‘‘Are there any clues?’’
Bruce asked him.
Even though he had already taken a couple of guesses, all were in vain.
‘‘Do you know where Matthew Scott went?’’
Andrew inquired with his cold voice, casting a sidelong glance at him.
As expected, they knew it all.
That was a play, and only those got to watch the scenes of fun and excitement.
''Disappeared totally in the world, do you understand that?'' Bruce laughed at himself.
He can not believe that he could be so desperate and useless when finding a person.
Andrew seemed like they are in the same situation.
Especially after hearing nothing from him, he got even more gloomy.
Bruce talked about what he had been doing lately, ‘‘I have already been to Matthew’s, his company, his residence more than 1 times, but I got no results as nobody appeared over there. I know, it is that bastard who took Sarah away.’’
Andrew was not sure about what had passed among those three before but he could sense from Bruce’s speech that Matthew was a troublesome person.
At least since he appeared, Sarah’s life had not been peaceful at all.
''Andrew, if it weren't for you, Sarah might have not been taken by him.''
Bruce was glaring at him threateningly with discontent.
''Why?''
Disheartened under the moonlight, their eyes were cast upon one another, Bruce's tone was neither too fast nor too slow.
''Why?'' Bruce sneered.
''I tell you, the baby in Sarah's belly probably isn't there anymore.''
Under the moon light, Bruce's voice sent fast since he did not like the baby of Sarah, because it was from someone else's.
All of a sudden, Andrew realized his vision abruptly recovered.
Bruce continued, ''Matthew can never be that kind. He is a bigoted, radical man. How could he tolerate her giving birth to a child for you? He kidnapped her ninety per cent just for this matter.
For a moment, Andrew felt that all the blood in his veins was freezing.
It wasn't the baby he was worried about, but the weak Sarah herself.
He knit his eyebrows tightly, feeling a headache.
‘‘Damm it!’’
‘‘Matthew is scum. If he dares to hurt her, I will never leave him in peace in all my life!’’
Imagining Sarah being with him, Bruce's head was exploding.
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