"Was it you who kidnapped my son—Nora Scott?"
Evelyn Winter’s towering rage instantly subsided.
Clent Winter took tily steps forward and obediently greeted his mother, "Mrs. Winter."
Not bothering to acknowledge him, Evelyn Winter glanced around, made up her mind, and pushed Clent aside, walking towards Nora Scott asking, "Did you rescue this kid?"
"Yes."
Nora Scott replied.
Then called out, "Winter."
Evelyn Winter nodded, noting down the favor, "Thanks."
As she spoke, she turned to look at the innocent-faced Clent Winter, frowning and questioning, "How co you, a grown man, let them kidnap you?"
"..."
Aware that Evelyn Winter must have been worried all the way, Clent Winter tightened his lips, feeling aggrieved and daring not to retort.
Eli Linfield, being kind-hearted, took the initiative to speak up: "It’s actually quite good; resisting might get you beaten."
As soon as the words fell, Eli Linfield felt two icy stares aiming straight at his brows, he shivered, chuckled awkwardly, quickly remarked, "Of course, as a man, one should strive to resist. Not resisting and letting them tie you up is too spineless."
Considering what’s been said, Eli Linfield estimated that this lady should be updated, but never expected Evelyn Winter’s face to instantly turn icy.
She frowned and asked, "Who are you calling spineless?"
Eli Linfield: "..."
If ti were to rewind to half a minute ago, Eli Linfield would definitely play dumb, not speaking a single extra word.
—No matter their age, as long as it’s a woman, never try to reason.
Eli Linfield conceded: "Miss, I was wrong."
Evelyn Winter scoffed coldly.
...
The suspected mastermind is still being tracked, those who should be caught are caught, and Nora Scott along with others didn’t stay long, after reporting to the police, they stationed people at the factory to guard the kidnappers, then left the factory with Evelyn Winter, Clent Winter, and others.
Upon exiting, they saw the motorcycle lying twisted on the ground, Nora Scott raised an eyebrow.
She amusingly asked Evelyn Winter, "Ca by motorcycle?"
"Yeah."
Evelyn Winter casually moved her neck, briefly glanced at the motorcycle, and nodded perfunctorily.
Nora Scott asked: "From where?"
Evelyn Winter ntioned a place na.
It’s quite a small place, even folks like John Durant and Eli Linfield, who often hang around the area, haven’t heard of it. Nora Scott pondered briefly, calculating the route, then glanced aningfully at Clent Winter obediently following Evelyn Winter and getting reprimanded, curled her lips but didn’t expose him.
Evelyn Winter’s starting point was quite far away, most likely she rushed over on her bike after receiving the news.
Perhaps Evelyn Winter knew that the true target was her, as long as she wasn’t there, they wouldn’t do anything to Clent, yet Evelyn Winter still rushed over without delay.
This shows the extent of her worry.
Clent Winter, being the hostage, still needed to go to the police station to record a statent, so Nora Scott took them to the car to await the police.
At the sa ti, they exchanged so information.
After explaining her own situation, Nora Scott asked Evelyn Winter, "What did they want to use Clent for against you?"
Sitting in the van, Clent Winter rested his cheeks on his hands, and upon hearing Nora Scott’s question, he eagerly nodded, expressing his curiosity as well.
Evelyn Winter glanced at him.
"..."
Clent Winter’s head instantly stiffened.
Eli Linfield laughed, leaning back and patting Clent Winter’s head, very curious how such a formidable mother raised such a naïve sweet boy.
"They..."
Evelyn Winter’s gaze swept around.
Marcus Shaw and Oliver Scott sat in the front listening to the gossip; she and Nora Scott occupied the middle seats, with Clent Winter and Eli Linfield in the rear.
The car door was open, and Benjamin Durant and Pedro Langley stood casually at the entrance listening in.
Most of the people Evelyn Winter knew, especially having experienced the "golden cup incident" together, so Evelyn Winter trusted them.
But—
Finally, her glance fixed on Eli Linfield.
Eli Linfield was so unnerved by her cold stare that his eyebrows twitched.
Eli Linfield hurriedly raised three fingers to pledge, "I am loyal to Nora."
"Silver-tongued." Evelyn Winter scoffed coldly.
Eli Linfield looked at Nora Scott, hoping she would speak in his defense, "Nora, am I one of your people?"
"Not quite." Nora Scott withdrew her gaze and calmly told Evelyn Winter, "However, he’s timid and wouldn’t dare to speak up."
Eli Linfield: "..."
I beg you to leave a bit of dignity.
Keep hitting back like this; he’ll end up defecting.
"Oh."
Evelyn Winter begrudgingly believed it.
"I asked you before—" Evelyn Winter paused, her gaze deepened, pursed her lips, and asked, "Do you know about the Loulanel plan?"
Loulanel plan.
As soon as these four words were spoken, everyone around raised their eyes to look over, the movents exceptionally conspicuous.
Even John Durant and Pedro Langley standing at the door glanced over.
Noticing their actions, Evelyn Winter paused, and then suddenly realized, "I asked you before but you didn’t react, now... do you know sothing?"
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