NovelEnglishOlivia was moving within her reach.
And the area she could move around was this three-story building.
She was free to walk around, to see anything. No one would stop her.
And the Old Nanny who brought the breakfast left, leaving her alone in this house.
However, there was nothing in the house other than decorations and furniture.
The kitchen was empty. The study was empty. She couldn't find anything that could tell where it was.
She couldn't find any communication equipment that could get in contact with the outside world.
She was trapped here like a prisoner.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut Olivia was not discouraged. She searched the house carefully and found something that could identify this place.
If once didn't work, then twice, if twice didn't work, then three times. She didn't believe she couldn't find anything.
A day passed quickly, and Olivia still couldn't find anything useful.
She was trapped in this house for a day.
On this day, no one cin except for the Old Nanny who cto deliver her food.
She didn't eat the food that the Old Nanny gave her.
She didn't know who brought her here. She couldn't just eat the food here.
But who could it be that brought her here and did nothing to her? Olivia looked out at the night and her brows tightened.
Melody sat in the hotel, opened her laptop, and looked at the surveillance inside.
In the surveillance, there was a Mediterranean bedroom with a man sitting on the sofa, looking out of the window, very quiet.
Melody's lips curved.
She didn't expect him to be so stable at this time.
But by tomorrow, he shouldn't be so calm.
Melody took the glass and took a sip. The curve of her mouth widened.
Milan.
Everett stood in front of the huge French window with his cell phone in his hand and looked out at the night.
"Not here?" The two words "Not here" stuck out from his thin lips, and the night seemed to be getting colder.
"Yes, my men followed the lead to the country. There was no one there. It was a smoke bomb." After saying that, the voice on the phone was tinged with a smile, as if helpless, as if it contained deep meaning.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Now my men have found another place. It's in Paris. My men have gone." "But | think it's another smoke bomb." The other side obviously knew of Everett's means to find people quickly, so they prepared in advance and used smoke bombs to stall for time.
After that time, it didn't matter if Everett could find it.
It seemed that the other party knew Everett very well.
Everett did not speak again.
The surrounding air quieted down.
The noise outside also fell asleep, and tstopped at this moment.
The man listened to the silence and said, "I will only waste tlooking for someone like this. Think about it. Is it possible for him to hide someone somewhere?" Even if it was just a clue.
This would save their time, find the person he was looking for, and get her out of danger.
After saying this, the man stopped talking.
He told Everett the pros and cons, and he believed Everett knew the pros and cons better than he did.
Tticked by. Suddenly, Everett's voice came.
"Sicily." The man immediately said, "I'll send someone to Sicily right away!" Everett hung up the phone and looked at the night with frightening eyes.
He made a phone call. "Book a ticket to Sicily." "Okay, Mr. Weston, when?" "Tomorrow morning."
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