Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 781: 781: Put a pistol into the coat



Chapter 781: Chapter 781: Put a pistol into the coat

Jasmine Yale nodded blankly, at a loss.

Sylvan Cheney immediately hung up the phone and called Charles Mcintosh.

Mcintosh was not at the Cheney Group, his place was closer to the kindergarten.

“Mr. Cheney, the kindergarten has sent a message. Our man saw a figure in the playground behind the kindergarten.” Mcintosh said.

With this weather, the open-air playground in the kindergarten is essentially just decoration, almost no children would go there to play.

Add to that it had just rained, and the outdoor facilities are not completely dry, forming a thin layer of ice on the top.

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Chale Cheney is very sensible, he absolutely would not run there to play.

“Has someone been dispatched?” Sylvan Cheney asked.

“We are already in action, we will notify you immediately if there is any news.” Mcintosh said. “Mr. Cheney, where are you now?”

“I’m on the road, at the second intersection on Broad Ride Road.”

“Please drive carefully.”

While speaking, Mcintosh made a turn and drove into the kindergarten.

As soon as the car stopped, he took a handgun out of a hidden compartment and tucked it into his coat.

Just when Mcintosh was preparing to get off, a taxi stopped by.

Mcintosh narrowed his eyes slightly, his pupils packed with a sharp cold glint.

Lilac Serval, in a black and white plaid coat, stepped out of the car.

She had light makeup on, still full of charms, but much less prominent than the last time they met.

The dazzling Ruby earrings were gone, she had changed from high heels to flat shoes, and her eyeshadow swapped to a low-profile earth tone.

With her rather inauspicious coat, she kept a noticeably low profile.

As soon as she got out of the car, Mcintosh’s gaze fell on her.

“I just received a call from Mr. Cheney, I’m here for aid.” Lilac Serval explained casually.

“Hmm.” Mcintosh nodded, without saying more.

At this critical moment, they couldn’t waste time on idle chatter.

Mcintosh and Lilac Serval walked side by side towards the kindergarten, Serval was tall, but still a head shorter than Mcintosh.

But, their presence was profound.

As soon as they entered, Lilac Serval called up the surveillance footage.

All of Sylvan Cheney’s bodyguards have arrived.

“A figure was spotted here and then disappeared near the sandpit.” One of the bodyguards pointed to the figure on the monitor and explained.

“How did Chale Cheney get out?” Serval asked.

She stared intently at the surveillance footage. Her beautiful eyes were deep as the sea, seemingly endless.

Her black pupils narrowed, her face calm and composed.

“Judging by the footage, a woman likely pretended to be a kindergarten teacher and tricked him into leaving.”

Serval looked closely and indeed, that was the case.

“Wait, replay the shot of the woman’s back!” Serval ordered.

She had good eyesight, especially keen insight and a remarkable ability to remember after just a glance.

The bodyguard obeyed and immediately replayed the video.

In the video, the woman was back-facing the camera, her face obscured. Her clothes were loose and her head was wrapped with a scarf.

“Miss Serval, we’ve seen it in advance, it is estimated to be a woman around 1.65 meters tall, but we can’t see the face.” The bodyguard said.

Mcintosh at the side narrowed his pupils.

At the same time, Lilac Serval’s gaze also sobered.

She turned her head to look at Mcintosh.

Meanwhile, Mcintosh also shot a knowing look to her.

Their eyes met briefly as if an understanding passed between them.

They both thought of the same woman–Yolanda Fern.

After several days of searching, this woman finally left a trace.

To be able to hide in Landon for three days, Yolanda Fern really was very capable.

But thanks to the storm, she was able to stay hidden for so long.

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