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Chapter 765 Change Location

Aldrich then explained, “Susan's men have been active in Pollerton for such a long time, so her identity must have

long been exposed. If we look for her now, we won't be able to remain in hiding.”

Realization dawned upon Alfred when he heard Aldrich's words.

After nodding, Alfred asked, “But then again, Aldrich, we can't just wait around like this. How should we proceed

with the meeting if Xanathos and Susan do not show up? They're indispensable to us if we wish to complete the

mission given to us by the Youngblood family!”

Those obvious facts did not escape Aldrich. However, based on his understanding of Xanathos and Susan, he did

not think the duo did not pick up their phones because they were busy fooling around but rather because they had

run into trouble simultaneously.

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During his conversation with the special envoy of the Youngblood family back then, Aldrich noticed that even though

the other party repeatedly insisted that it was a simple task in which all they needed to do was kill Jennifer, they did

not disclose who was protecting her.

That could only mean two things: the Youngblood family did not know who Jennifer's protector was, or Aldrich and

his men were just a tool they used to test the waters.

A thought flashed across Aldrich's mind. If the person protecting Jennifer really is a big shot, perhaps it would

explain why Susan and Xanathos aren't contactable.

At that thought, he could not sit still anymore and pushed the woman atop him away. “This place is no longer safe

for us. Let others know that we are changing locations now!” he suddenly ordered in all seriousness.

His words caught Alfred, who was munching on a piece of watermelon, by surprise. Staring at Aldrich in confusion,

Alfred asked, “Aldrich, we just started staying here last night. Why is it no longer safe now?”

Aldrich grabbed Alfred's collar, spitting at the latter venomously, “It's. Unsafe. To. Stay. Here. We need to move

immediately! Do you understand me now?”

Frightened by Aldrich, the latter nodded. “I-I understand now. Aldrich, I'll make the arrangements right away.”

The sense of unease in Aldrich's heart grew stronger and stronger. He felt like he had been preyed upon by some

terrifying creature.

In the past years, he had escaped from the jaws of death multiple times by relying on his sixth sense.

That time around, the intuition he got was much more intense than the other times.

Anxious to leave, Aldrich picked up his phone and called for his bodyguard, Mortimer Inkshore, who stood guard

outside, to hurry in and escort him to safety.

“Aldrich,” Mortimer greeted when he entered the living room.

Unlike the rest of Aldrich's subordinates, he wore a plain-colored robe that made him look like a scholar of ancient

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times.

Even though Mortimer's choice of outfit might weird out the public, Aldrich was comfortable being protected by

him.

“Quick! Get me out of here,” Aldrich instructed.

“What about the rest?” Mortimer asked.

“Have them catch up with us later.”

Having worn his shoes, Aldrich was about to head out when the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room suddenly

shattered. One of his men was tossed into the room, knocking down a television in the process before crashing

onto the carpet with a thud.

Everyone was stupefied by the unexpected sight before them.

Aldrich's subordinates immediately pulled out their pistols and directed their attention outside. Holding a cigarette

between his lips, Donald sauntered toward them as though he was taking a walk in the park.

“It isn't very nice of you to leave when I've spent so much effort into finding you, Mr. Fuller,” Donald remarked.

If it were any other day, Aldrich would not have paid him any mind, for the latter was dressed in cheap clothing

from top-to-toe. In fact, he would have regarded Donald as an ant that was not on the same level as him.