He stared at the brightly lit glass window for a while, then slowly withdrew his gaze. He leaned against the leather chair in silence and lit a cigarette.
Laboratory gene test comparison, the fastest is two hours.
He can afford to wait.
*
At half past twelve, the lab called. The hair Edward Stephens found in Ian Linton’s lounge has the exact sa genetic sequence as Daisy Ginger!
At the sa ti, the police departnt issued an arrest warrant. Ian Linton, vice president of the Linton Group, is a pri suspect in this kidnapping case, demanding he be arrested imdiately!
The deputy director called, instructing Edward Stephens to stay put and not act rashly, "so as not to alert the snake." Edward thought, I’ve already alerted the snake.
So it really was Ian Linton. Honestly, speculation is one thing, reality is another. When the police told him about the genetic sequence match, he breathed a sigh of relief, but at the sa ti, his heart sank slightly.
He stared at the still-lit light, his eyes dark, extinguished the cigarette in his hand, put on a stern face, and quickly pushed open the car door, walking swiftly into the office building.
Suddenly, he had a very ominous premonition. Earlier in the office, when Ian Linton t him, his effortless acting might not have been feigned. This person is deceitful and cunning, with a performative personality. If he didn’t have a definite grasp, he wouldn’t have co over personally to open the door for him...
Edward Stephens rushed into the office.
The lights were still on, but the place was already deserted.
The office layout was the sa as when he arrived earlier, but Ian Linton was already gone.
This man is so cunning that the mont he realized he was being watched, he was ready to make a move, regardless of whether evidence was found.
However, when he chose to disappear, he had already decided to reveal himself. He chose to beco a wanted criminal just to take Daisy Ginger away...
Edward Stephens’ expression showed a hint of sinister under the light. He silently searched the entire office, entered the lounge, and searched again. Thinking that two hours ago, Daisy Ginger might’ve been right under his nose and he didn’t bring her back, he had the urge to catch Ian Linton and break his bones one by one.
Where has he taken Daisy Ginger?
What does he want to do to Daisy Ginger?
Daisy Ginger... how is she now?
His usually composed and calm heart started losing control as he gradually approached the truth.
He finally understood where the subtle hostility and disgust towards Ian Linton ca from all along—this man harbored deep and twisted strong feelings for Daisy Ginger. Regardless of how he disguised it, hidden in the corners of his eyes was a covetous and longing glimpse of his woman.
That greed was subconsciously picked up by him, constantly reminding him, without his awareness.
And he was foolish enough to only realize it when Daisy Ginger was kidnapped.
In his whole life, he had never been so manipulated.
...
Edward Stephens stood in the center of the empty office, his face gloomy, and his knuckles crackling. He restrained the desire to smash the entire office, turned around, and stood at the door awaiting the police arrival.
Ten minutes later, local police arrived.
The deputy director, looking hurried and exhausted, saw Edward Stephens standing at the door and walked up, "Where is he?"
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