Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 1165 The Worn-out Notebook

The police also reported on the inspection of nearby surveillance. Despite being a small town, it wasn't quite dead at night. The hotel my dad stayed at was the newest star-rated establishment, with cars coming and going.

After a thorough investigation, they finally identified a black Audi parked in front of the hotel during that time frame. However, it was parked at such a tricky angle that one couldn't see the person coming out the door. That car's license plate belonged to our small town, but

upon further investigation, it turned out to be a fake.

It seemed like this was a well-planned and premeditated incident. We were anxiously awaiting the latest clues from the investigating officers.

Just at that moment, my phone rang again.

I quickly said to everyone, "It's that unknown number."

Atlas reached over and took my phone, then turned on the speaker.

The next second, the modulated voice echoed again. "Ms. Chloe, it seems you don't care about your father's safety, collaborating with the police as soon as you arrive. Aren't you afraid I'll be unfriendly to him?"

I instantly felt myself tense up and nervously looked at Atlas.

Atlas's handsome face remained expressionless.

"It's good that you know. How dare you harm my family? You should be careful. If anything happens to my father-in-law, I'll make sure you regret it."

the other party turned sinister, "I just want that notebook! Otherwise, don't blame me

was disconnected, followed by a

Everyone exchanged silent glances.

The next time

who received us immediately arranged for the

How did they know we were with the police as soon as we arrived?" I looked at Atlas and

glanced at Cane, and Cane immediately turned

the executive, "We checked the

two dash

away. It was a tall man. It was too far to see his

Atlas take a look,"

"Okay."

officer quickly played the surveillance video on a computer,

seemed to know the person. His demeanor wasn't one of fear or coercion. It appeared as if he willingly got into the

at Atlas, and our

tracking

was less than two hours left. I felt a bit

then, Atlas's phone rang. He

it over!" I heard Atlas speak decisively. Then

at the pictures and a