Seize His Little Wife

Baird Lane ignored her, came down, walked right past her, and soon disappeared into the foyer.

Molly Bort watched his back, her expression twisting for a split second before returning to her usual self as if nothing had happened.

Outside the villa, Gates waits by the car and, seeing Baird Lane come out, rushes to pull the backseat door open and let him in.

Baird Lane got into the car and pressed his brow, “Let’s go.”

“Yes!” Gates responded, pulling open the driver’s door and getting in.

The car quickly drove out of the villa area.

On the way, Baird Lane kept answering the phone, and in less than ten minutes, he answered three calls, all from the detective agency side, mainly to report his Bess Camp location.

Unfortunately, however, the residence of Bess Camp was found, but not the person of Bess Camp, who, according to the firm, had not returned to the cottage for three days.

So where is Bess Camp going for the three days?

“President Lane, Chief Camp is away, are we still going to his villa?” Gates, who was driving, asked.

Baird Lane’s finger nudged the car door, “Go on, I’ll get him back.”

“Yes!” Gates nodded and stopped asking questions, concentrating on his car.

Half an hour later, Bess Camp’s villa in C-City arrived.

Baird Lane got out of the car and surveyed the cottage in front of him before taking out his cell phone and calling Bess Camp.

At the hospital, Bess Camp hears the phone ring and stops his conversation with Christine White to take the phone out, raising an eyebrow in surprise when he sees the caller ID.

‘What’s wrong?’ Christine White asked wordlessly.

Even though she couldn’t see it, she could sense that something was wrong with him.

Bess Camp let out a laugh, “It’s okay, it’s President Lane on the phone.”

‘Baird?’ Christine White’s body tightened, ‘why is he calling?’

“I don’t know, I’ll ask him.” Bess Camp said, picking up the phone.

However, before he could open his mouth to say hello, Baird Lane on the other end was the first to say, “Bess Camp, I’m outside your cottage.”

Hmm?

Bess Camp froze for a second, “Outside my villa? What is President Lane doing outside my villa?”

“I said three days ago that I wanted to see Chief Camp for a while, but Chief Camp wouldn’t, so I had no choice but to find out Chief Camp’s whereabouts on my own, and now that I’ve come to my door, Chief Camp still won’t see me?” Baird Lane said expressionlessly.

Bess Camp held his forehead and laughed lowly twice, “President Lane is still really persistent ah, it seems to find me, but also spent a lot of effort, if I still hide and do not see, that would be a bit ungrateful, I will be right back, but also please President Lane you first wait for me there for a while.”

Baird Lane grunted and cut the phone off.

Feeling the phone go silent, Bess Camp realized what was going on and brought the phone to her attention to see that it had been hung up.

He shook his head and put the phone down, “You heard what I just said to President Lane, right?”

Christine White’s lips twitched slightly, ‘I hear you, but how did Baird find you at the villa? Didn’t you say he couldn’t find you, but now that he’s found the villa, he should be finding the hospital soon.”

“Don’t worry, it won’t be, it’s not like my villa’s location is a secret, as long as I have a heart, I can find out with a little bit of effort, and as for the hospital, I wiped out my own trail, so I can’t find out, and who would have thought that I’d stayed in the hospital for three days.” Bess Camp smiled and comforted her.

Christine White was reassured when she heard the same thing, but still had some questions, ‘Baird why did he want to see you?’

“He didn’t say, but I think it was the person I sent to find out about his relationship with Molly Bort who found out, and he guessed it was me, so he wanted to talk to me.” Bess Camp said with a shrug.

The corner of Christine White’s mouth twitched, ‘So soon?’

I can’t believe she got it right.

She knew his manpower would be discovered by Baird Lane, but she didn’t expect it to come back so quickly.

“Yeah, President Lane is pretty alert then, well, I’m going to head back to the villa now, so get some rest, I’ll arrange for an escort to come over and take care of you, and if there’s anything, you can have the escort contact me.” Bess Camp instructed.

Christine White responded.

Bess Camp tucked her in before heading out of the hospital room.

Back at the villa, it was an hour later.

Baird Lane blushes a little when he sees the late arrival of Bess Camp.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Bess Camp didn’t care, and after smiling gently at him, she took out her door card and opened the door, inviting him in.

“I’m sorry President Lane, the cottage is covered up because I decided to leave a few days ago, so you will have a seat.” Bess Camp said to Baird Lane as she lifted the dust cloth from the couch.

Baird Lane swept the couch in disgust, said nothing, and sat down.

“Does President Lane want anything to drink?” Bess Camp asked.

Baird Lane grunted, “No, let’s get down to business, do you have Christine White!”

Bess Camp’s folding of the dust cloth paused for a fraction of an inch, then folded it calmly the next second, “Why would President Lane ask that, isn’t your wife dead, so why would you say it’s in my possession?”

“She’s not dead!” Baird Lane looked at him, “Did you save her?”

“President Lane what are you talking about, I can’t quite hear you, you said I saved your wife?” Bess Camp put the folded dust cloth aside and sat down as well, positioned just across from Baird Lane.

Baird Lane looked at him calmly and, for a moment, couldn’t guess whether he was faking it or not.

“Good, I do suspect you saved my wife.” Baird Lane nods.

Bess Camp raised an eyebrow, “Why do you say that?”

“I caught a detective today, Chief Camp you sent him, didn’t you?” Baird Lane narrowed his eyes at him.

Bess Camp laughed and didn’t deny it.

Baird Lane added, “You sent that detective, to look into my relationship with Molly Bort, and I know that you couldn’t possibly have had thoughts about Molly Bort, so you wouldn’t have come to look into all this if no one had asked you to, would you?”

Bess Camp listened, her eyelids drooping slightly, “President Lane means that your wife asked me to investigate?”

“She’s the only one who cares so much about my relationship with Molly Bort, and you’ve been to that industrial area in the first place, and then from the next day onwards, you’ve been prying into me, consciously or unconsciously, and before that I’ve been so focused and mentally engaged in this whole finding Christine White thing that I ignored it and didn’t think about it in terms of you. ”

Saying that, Baird Lane looked at Bess Camp’s eyes getting sharper and sharper, “Now that I’ve turned my attention to you, so a lot of things, I’ll be able to see clearly, if you’re not here for Christine White, why would you come to pay attention to what I’m up to, so Christine White is here for you Right!”

Snap!

Bess Camp applauded, “Nice reasoning, but President Lane, unfortunately your wife isn’t really with me yet, and as you said, I’ve been to the industrial zone, but I was there at night, and by that time the industrial zone was in ruins, so how was I supposed to save your wife?”

Baird Lane pursed his thin lips, “Was it really nighttime when you went?”

“Of course, that’s something Dr. Norton can testify to, Dr. Norton was there at the time and he saw me.” Bess Camp returned, then spread his hands, “So President Lane, I’m really sorry to say that I did fail to save your wife, I was there at night, the industrial area exploded and burned during the day, different time frames all around, so how could I have saved her?”

Baird Lane sniffed, his complexion deepened a lot, and his inner conjecture, at this moment, was suddenly a little shaken.

Indeed, with Ives Norton as a witness, Bess Camp could not have lied that he was there at night and indeed could not have saved Christine White, who was in trouble during the day.

In that case, was Christine White saved or not?