Chapter 570 Lincoln Disappeared

Hearing what Jenny said, Iowa stopped abruptly! His hand was just inches away from landing on her body. “Why didn’t you say it sooner?” With that, Iowa withdrew his hand.

“I’ll lead the way for you,” Jenny looked at them and said with certainty. Lincoln frowned. “Let’s go.”

Iowa immediately asked, “Lincoln, you are not curious why she is suddenly willing to lead the way for us?”

“No.”

Whether Jenny would lead the way for them or not, Lincoln had already memorized the entire layout of the Powells’ villa. It was a breeze for him to get to the cellar from where they were.

Of course, it was good that Jenny was willing to lead the way. At least they could find out if Simon was really locked up in the cellar as she claimed or if this was a trap set up specifically to ensnare them. If it was the latter, then Jenny would become a hostage in their hands.

As for why Jenny suddenly believed them and was willing to lead the way for them, it didn’t matter to Lincoln. But Iowa felt puzzled. He looked at Jenny and asked in a low voice, “Miss Powell, why are you willing to lead the way?”

genes in their family must be good.” She wanted Simon to be rescued so much, so she

route at her home. It must be the best for her to lead the way. Iowa didn’t expect Jenny to judge in such a way, which opened his eyes a bit. “That sounds reasonable,

We’ll see Simon later. If he doesn’t know you, I’ll call for help, so you won’t be

many people. Iowa and Lincoln, on the other hand, were only two individuals. It was evident that they were at a numerical disadvantage. But Jenny was unaware that skilled men had entered the Powells’ villa from all directions and that they would secretly take care of any patrolling bodyguards they encountered. Jenny chose the

route to avoid the patrolling bodyguards and

she had been walking this route quietly almost every night when it was

open the window beside her. Lincoln took a look at the door lock. He

clothes were already in tatters. His exposed skin was covered in bloody cuts and bruises. Simon opened his eyes with some difficulty and found that Jenny was

“Lincoln?”

was injured so seriously that he couldn’t move at all, lying on the floor in a terrible state. When he saw Lincoln, who came to rescue him, Simon couldn’t help but smile in

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