Cassie lit another cigarette, her beautiful face veiled in gloom.
Three factions were in pursuit of Hugh. Dark River was one, Taron's group was another, and the third was Xander, the godfather of Aploth.
They needed to outpace both Taron and Xander to locate Hugh first.
Otherwise, if they let him slip through their fingers, regaining control over a man as calculating as him would prove challenging.
“Ms. Cassie...”
While Cassie was lost in contemplation, another subordinate rushed into the room, their voice a hushed and eager whisper as they shared, “We've received information about Hugh.”
Cassie immediately extinguished her cigarette and sprung to her feet, demanding urgently, “Where is he now?”
“He's near the Glory Street mall. Right now, he's—”
Before the subordinate could finish his sentence, Cassie had already vanished from the room.
Dusk settled in.
The pedestrian mall at Mocset was bustling as usual.
In the midst of the crowd, there was Cayden, wearing large sunglasses that only revealed his beautifully curved jawline.
Amidst the throngs, Cayden stood, his large sunglasses framing his finely sculpted jawline. He glared coldly at the black sedans lining the street, effectively blocking traffic. Their presence provoked complaints from irritated tourists as they forced other vehicles aside.
The whole street had turned into a traffic snarl, and Dark River's trademark arrogance was all too evident.
Meanwhile, seated in a car, Cassie found her attention inexplicably drawn to the side. It was as if her instincts were on high alert. Her gaze connected with the handsome visage of Cayden.
Despite his sunglasses obscuring much of his face, Cassie immediately recognized him.
That man had the audacity to show up in Mocset, leaving traces of his presence everywhere, and now, he even had the nerve to appear right in front of them. Cassie's emotions were a volatile mix of elation and exasperation.
On one hand, she was ecstatic to have finally cornered him; on the other, his every move seemed to have been made in defense of another woman.
“Ms. Cassie, is it possible that this is a ploy by Hugh?” one of her capable subordinates speculated, his voice tinged with suspicion. “He meticulously escaped from Eerie Island, eluding capture for over two years. Could he truly make such a careless blunder and reveal himself so easily? Is it plausible that he'd walk right into our trap?”
“What do you think?”
“I wouldn't put it past Hugh to orchestrate a diversion using this man as a decoy,” the subordinate stated. “He's adept at disguises, able to craft a near-perfect duplicate without breaking a sweat.”
Cassie's laughter rang with a chilling edge. “Certainly, there may exist men in this world who bear a resemblance to him. But that demeanor, do you honestly believe anyone else could replicate it?”
“Perhaps coincidences do happen, even in a world as calculated as this. Moreover, there isn't anything Hugh can't accomplish.”
“Enough! That man is Hugh. Even if he were reduced to ashes, I would recognize him!” Cassie's gaze remained fixated on the tall, handsome figure.
Amidst the bustling crowd of diverse tourists, even with numerous striking Eastern Epea men passing him by, he still managed to outshine them all.
Cayden, too, had noticed Cassie.
With a devilishly charming smile, he removed his sunglasses, and then swiftly disappeared into the shopping mall.
At the sight of his smile, Cassie felt a surge of vitality rushing through her veins, revitalizing her heart.
“Go after him! Lock down the entire mall; I want him cornered from every angle!” Cassie's command was sharp and unwavering.
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