Austin believed that Ayan was no match for him, considering that everyone here belonged to him. Naturally, he didn't worry about Ayan and didn't even pay him any attention.
For Austin, Ayan was nothing more than a lamb to be slaughtered at this moment.
A coldness overflowed from the depths of Ayan's eyes, and Austin's eyelids twitched lightly. He asked nonchalantly, "Why are you looking at me? Are you displeased? But what can you do? Mr. Simpson, this is my territory. Both you and your wife are in my hands, and your people wouldn't dare to come in."
Though Austin spoke like this, he still turned to his assistant at the side and said, "Check the surveillance and show Mr. Simpson how useless his people are."
Originally, he had some worries when Ayan came to him, but now he realized that Ayan was even more useful when controlled by him.
A triumphant smile emerged on his lips, filling his eyes with satisfaction, completely occupying his heart.
Ayan, on the other hand, remained silent. Naturally, no one knew that when Austin handed him the phone to unlock, he glanced at the time. Since then, he had been counting the seconds, estimating the time it took for them to gather here, whether by car or on foot.
So he waited.
Waited until the time was about right.
His voice suddenly rang out, "Austin, do you want to know where Cora is?"
Ayan's sudden interruption startled Austin, but he didn't show it. He just looked at Ayan with a calm face and said, "It's not that I want to know, it's that you must tell me. Otherwise, you won't leave here today. It's dark now, and the place Camille is held isn't lit up like here. No one knows what could happen to her in the pitch-black room. So think carefully."
Austin's words made Ayan instinctively think of the conversation he overheard from the two men before coming here, and his expression immediately turned cold.
Austin noticed the change in his face and revealed a smile in an instant. He said, "Mr. Simpson, don't waste any more time. I can wait, but I'm not sure if Mrs. Simpson can?"
Austin's face was filled with a cold smirk. After speaking, he beckoned to his assistant again. "Go and check if there's anything unusual on the surveillance. Mr. Simpson is here with us, and it wouldn't be good if his people, who are too concerned and clueless, come looking for him."
The assistant quickly complied, thoroughly inspecting the surveillance footage, and then promptly informed Austin, "Mr. Norman, everything is normal. Rest assured!"
Austin smiled lightly, gazing at Ayan. "It seems Mr. Simpson has reached an agreement with your people. When do you plan on bringing your people over? Or do you think you alone can take your wife away from me, Ayan? You're a bit too confident, aren't you?"
Ayan stared coldly at Austin, his voice equally icy. He questioned, "Austin, why involve innocent people in our matter? If you have any grievances against me, you can take them out on me directly. It's rather unmanly of you to harm my family."
"Ayan, do you have the qualifications to make demands of me? You have no right to negotiate conditions with me. Just listen to what I tell you to do. If you don't want to cooperate, then simply say it directly."
"So, you insist on involving my family as well? Even if we can directly resolve our issues, you still want to drag innocent people into it, right?"
"What of it? As long as I achieve my goal, I can do whatever I want."
"Fine. Since you've made your choice, don't regret it!"
Ayan calmly finished speaking, but his tone made Austin feel extremely dissatisfied. Austin walked up to him, glaring at Ayan with a ferocious expression.
Austin asked, "What do you mean?"
Ayan stared at him unblinkingly, his voice clear and precise. "Can't you understand? I'm just reminding you to make your choice carefully and not to regret it. Since you insist on involving my family because of the problem between us, then you should be prepared. Unless you can trap me here forever at this door and make it impossible for the Simpson Group and the Simpson family to survive in Hance City, otherwise, as long as I can leave, and as long as the Simpson Group and the Simpson family still exist, you and the Norman Group behind you will have to pay the price for your actions today. So, are you truly prepared?"
Austin's eyes flickered for a moment, a trace of fear slipping through, but he quickly concealed it with different expressions and emotions. He stared at Ayan with a fierce gaze. "Huh, of course, I'm prepared. But are you prepared? Can you accept your wife being..."
"Shhhhhh!"
Austin didn't even finish his words when he suddenly saw a dark figure rushing towards him, and a heavy fist landed directly on the center of his face.
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