Unfinished Business with You novel

Chapter 282

Eugene started to wonder who it could be. “Well, we’ll have to investigate and keep an eye out for Henry and Amy. It’s likely they’re desperate to get Anna out of there!”

Nodding, Curtis replied, “I understand. I’ve already sent someone to watch them. I’ll ask them to investigate the matter immediately!” With that, he turned and left.

Meanwhile, Eugene was still in deep thought, trying to figure out who sent Anna into the psychiatric department. Before he could think of someone, Curtis, who just left a moment ago, suddenly returned. “President Nolan, I’ve just received a call from one of our men and he told me that Young Master Brian has captured Amy.”

Eugene took a deep breath and said, “So it’s him! Alright, I understand. I’ll call him right now!”

Hearing this, Curtis left the room and Eugene made a call to Brian. The call went through but nobody picked up. Now that the police were involved, Eugene didn’t want Brian to cause any more trouble so he tried calling him twice, but nobody answered the phone. Seeing this, Eugene got up and walked out of his office while Curtis hurriedly followed behind him and asked, “President Nolan, where are you going?”

sure President Nolan is heading there because he’s really worried. Given Young Master Brian’s personality, Amy’s life might hang in the balance. However, this matter must be solved delicately. After all, Olivia has already reported it

our men to head over right now,” Eugene ordered. Curtis nodded in reply and made a call as he followed closely behind. When they arrived at Blue Sky Tower, there were already five of Eugene’s men waiting there. As soon as they saw him,

strode into the building. It wasn’t long before he was stopped by a young secretary who explained in

something else, she was

had ordered her to not let them in. She hurriedly chased after them all the way to

went in directly. The secretary entered behind them but didn’t

left the room, he dragged the secretary together with them. With that, the door of the president’s office was

a style that he liked but he wasn’t in the mood to admire the place. He looked around before walking toward a Picasso painting and removing it. As expected, he found a button behind the painting. Turning it clockwise, the wall opposite him suddenly started turning slowly. The corners of Eugene’s lips curled up very slightly in delight. This was the mechanism they designed when they were kids. I never thought that he wouldn’t make any changes after so many years. With that thought, he took the elevator and went down to the third floor underground. Sure enough, he saw