Chapter 63 The blaring alarm of the Mercedes-Benz and Wilson's pained cry blended into one. One of the security guard team leader's subordinates asked, “Yeager, do we... still check it out?” “For what!?” scolded Yeager. ‘This fool! Wilson Gillete is the Wolfendens’ enemy. Why should we be bothered with him?’ If they did get involved, who knew if Ms. Wolfenden would scold them when she found out! “Let's go, con!” Yeager waved for his men to leave with curiosity piquing in him. ‘Who beat up Wilson to this state? That Mercedes-Benz too... Such a luxury car was crushed!” Yeager vaguely caught a shadow entering the elevator. A thought hatched in his mind. He had to check the surveillance tape and report it to Sadie.
Yeager cto the surveillance room alone to retrieve the recording for the parking lot, but it was too bad that the spot was a blind spot. It was evident that Wilson had not simply parked his car there.
“F*ck! There's only a back and a gritty side profile! F*cking low resolution!” cursed Yeager while going to report it to Sadie. Yeager made a copy of the surveillance recording and took it to the general manager's office. Sadie’s secretary, Chelsea, asked when she saw him, “Are you here for Ms. Wolfenden, Yeager?” “Ah, yes. Please let her know.” “Sure, hold on for a second.” A moment later, Chelsea informed him, “Ms. Wolfenden asks you to enter.” “Alright! Thanks, Ms. Hayes! You're even prettier today!” Chelsea gave him a glare with a blush without saying anything. As Yeager chuckled and pushed the door open to enter, he turned serious in the blink of an eye. “Ms. Wolfenden!” Yeager straightened up. Sadie nodded. “Chave a seat. What's the matter, Yeager?” Yeager answered, “Mr. Gillete from the Gillete Group was somehow beaten up in our building's parking lot...” “Wait! Who!?” Sadie asked in shock. She could not believe it. Who would dare hit Wilson-or be able to hit him- nowadays? Yeager confirmed it and showed her the video.
“I don’t know what he was here for, but he chose a blind spot in surveillance, so there isn’t much captured.
“I'm not too sure who did it in particular. By the tI got there, | didn’t see anyone...” Sadie nodded. “I understand. You can head back to work, Yeager.” “As you wish!” Yeager got up and left. Sadie plugged in the thumb drive and accessed the video recording that Yeager had copied. It was true that only a back and a gritty side profile could be seen. It was so blurry it could barely be considered a side profile. There was only a tiny part of the face that had been captured. “This outline...” Sadie’s brows were locked together. The silhouette actually looked like Kayson’s!! “Kayson?” Sadie recalled how he had kicked Miles today. Could it really be him? Sadie’s frown was knitted deep as she thought that it was impossible. It would be too unbelievable! After going through the recording a few more times, she called Yeager. “Yeager, have you checked the elevator surveillance? If not, please have it done for me.” “Uh, I'll get right to it!” Yeager patted his head. He had been careless! Meanwhile, Wilson left Wolfenden Corp.'s basement parking lot.