The police officer seemed shocked. "What's the matter? Are you worried I might make a mess in your house? Why did you suddenly change your mind about going inside?"

He was excited to go inside and look around as a new experience. Coming from a small town, he'd never been anywhere that was as luxurious.

However, Rachel Wood hastily shook her head. "No, I don't want to go inside anymore. Can you please take me to Merlin Avenue?"

The officer had a surprised look in his eyes. "Why don't you want to go inside?"

Wouldn't an ordinary person want to return home right after a traumatic experience?

Why did Rachel refuse to go home?

She was even crying.

"I have my reasons. Please, I'm begging you," she implored, wiping her tears away.

The officer nodded slightly, giving one last lingering gaze at the house before driving away. When they were on the road, Rachel spotted a black Bentley driving towards them.

The car had a familiar registration number. It was a series of nines.

It was Sebastian Brenand's car.

He was sitting inside.

at the thought, she instantly laid flat on her seat, afraid

at his subordinate over the phone. "It's been so long, and you still haven't found Rachel. What

car, he noticed that it wasn't the local police. He unintentionally glanced at it but didn't allow his gaze

drove

Rachel sat upright, noticing his Bentley driving further

like their lives, they would

a lot of

must cost up to tens of millions, right?" the officer suddenly asked, peering at

slightly as her tears began to

Merlin Avenue,

in contemplation. "Sir, can you please lend

as he handed his

she called

friends from

for this

whose phone number

they chatted on WeChat that this was

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