Ayan sat on the sofa in the living room, the faint scent of Camille lingering in the air. He remained motionless, devoid of any movement or sound.
Kian, standing nearby, dared not disturb him and moved to the balcony to handle the situation. Since they didn't know how much money the kidnapper wanted, Kian had prepared more than enough funds, ready to be mobilized at any time by Ayan.
Finally, Ayan showed signs of activity. He asked, "Did you check the surveillance at the entrance?"
Kian nodded, "Yes, I did. It was a black commercial vehicle. I followed the route it took, and at road junctions with heavy traffic, I spotted three identical cars with counterfeit license plates. It was obviously prearranged. Those three cars are still being tracked. We can't immediately locate them because some new sections of the road don't have complete surveillance coverage."
The more Ayan listened, the darker his expression became. He looked up at Kian and asked, "Do you think Preston has anything to do with this?"
Caught off guard, Kian instinctively looked at Ayan and replied softly, "Mr. Simpson, judging from Preston's reaction earlier, I don't think he is the one behind Mrs. Simpson's abduction. He has no reason to do so. If he wanted to use Mrs. Simpson to threaten you, he could have done it when she trusted him the most. Why wait until now?"
"So you think it's not him?"
"Yes, I don't think it's him."
Ayan remained silent instead of speaking up. He lit a cigarette, taking a deep drag. The strong tobacco scent invaded all his senses, yet it couldn't bring even the slightest calmness.
The reason Ayan asked Kian this question was simply to get a rational and intuitive response from an outsider's perspective.
After Kian finished speaking, Ayan still didn't respond. It was at this moment that his phone rang.
It was a call from the Simpson mansion.
Ayan immediately frowned and glanced lightly at Kian. After being together for so long, Kian understood the meaning behind that glance.
Ayan answered the call, "Hello?"
"Ayan, are you at the office?"
"Yeah."
"Why can't we reach Cami? She hasn't returned to work these past few days, right? We planned to take Timmy to the resort for a few days and wanted to invite Cami to join us." Talia immediately asked Ayan to share the news with Camille at Maple Leaves Mansion. Since Timmy was growing up and the old Simpsons were also getting on in years, they planned to take the young and old out for fun. The resort was an investment by the family, so it was naturally comfortable to stay there.
Upon hearing Talia's hopeful words, Ayan's face turned cold in an instant.
He squinted his eyes, his face revealing coldness, but his voice had to maintain a calm and composed tone as he lightly smiled. "So, if you're taking everyone to the resort, what about me? Should I just stay here and work?"
Talia replied, "If you're willing to come along, of course, you're welcome. But I understand Mr. Simpson is busy, so you can earn money in Hance City while we go have fun."
Ayan remained expressionless, his words still gentle. "You and Dad take Grandpa and Timmy with you. Let Cami stay in Hance City with me. Wouldn't that be better?"
"Did you ask for Cami's opinion?"
"No need to ask. I'm making the decision for her."
"Who are you? You're just an ex-husband. Why do you want to make decisions for your ex-wife? Ayan, this will make Cami angry." Talia didn't hold back when it came to hitting Ayan where it hurt, saying anything that could anger him.
Faced with Talia's retort, Ayan's expression grew even more bitter. He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead forcefully, his eyes filled with suppressed emotions. Talia thought her words had hurt him.
So she quickly added, "Ayan, I was just joking. I would be really happy if your relationship with Cami gets better. Our whole family is looking forward to you two remarrying soon. So work hard and strengthen your bond. For now, we'll go with Grandpa and Timmy, and after you and Cami reconcile, we can all go together. Let Cami stay in Hance City with you, and you can have some time together."
Talia's timely damage control caused Ayan to give a helpless smile, though it was faint, almost nonexistent.
He said softly, "Take Grandpa and Timmy with you and stay safe. I'll arrange two bodyguards and drivers to escort you. Stay in touch once you reach there. Let me know immediately if there's anything, alright?"
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