Panic began to set in as the guards watched helplessly as Chaseâs car disappeared into the distance.
âWhat the hell are we gonna do? Howâre we gonna explain to Mr. Blanchet that we lost Ellinor?â
âDamn it! Mr. Blanchetâs gonna flip his lid!â
âWeâre screwed!â
The lead guard snarled. âEnough! If you know Mr. Blanchetâs gonna have our heads, what are you waiting for? Go after Mr. Larios! They didnât just show up here for no reason! We might still find Ellinor!â
âRight!â
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On a quiet lane outside the park, a white Bugatti was parked.
Ellinor strode over briskly, opened the door, got in, and took off the wig she was wearing.
Sheâd already changed out of the clothes she was wearing when she left the Blanchet Villa, choosing instead to wear the clothes Ida had stashed in the park restroom, which was how sheâd managed to evade the Blanchet familyâs bodyguards.
Bartlett Rex grinned at her, âYouâve got some pretty good disguise skills!â
Ellinor was tired from the run and not in the mood for small talk, âCut the crap; can we get going?â
Bartlett smiled, started the car, and whisked her away from danger.
But they didnât go far before he made a turn into a residential area.
Seeing the change in route, Ellinor frowned, âI thought we were going to the airport. Where are you taking me?â
Bartlett replied, âHeading straight to the airport now would be like walking into a trap. Theo will definitely send people to guard all the major airports and train stations the moment he finds out youâve escaped. Even the highway exits wonât be overlooked.â
Ellinor pondered it and found what Bartlett said reasonable, though she doubted Theo would go to such lengths for her.
âSo where are you taking me now?â
Bartlett replied, âThe most dangerous place is the safest. I donât need to explain that, do I? Weâll hide out at my place for a couple of days, wait until things cool down with the Blanchet family, and then Iâll arrange a private jet to get you out of the country.â
Ellinor nodded, âI guess I should thank you then. But is this home?â
your She looked out at the ordinary residential area and thought it didnât seem like somewhere Mr. Rex would live.
Bartlett smiled slightly, âYes, this is my home. What? Is it not to your liking? Itâs certainly not as luxurious as the Blanchet Villa.â
Ellinor shook her head, settling comfortably into her seat, âWhat do I care? I lived in worse places when I was a kid. It just doesnât seem to fit your status. Donât wealthy people like you live in mansions or upscale apartments?â
Bartlett chuckled, âThis is actually where I lived as a child, so I havenât been back in a while. Given youâve just escaped from the Blanchet family, we canât stay somewhere too conspicuous, so I brought you here for the time being.â
âAh, got it.â Ellinor still found it a bit odd. After all, Bartlett was also from the Rex family as a child, wasnât he? Living in such an ordinary residential area seemed a bit out of the ordinary.
However, she didnât press further.
It wasnât appropriate to pry into other peopleâs private affairs.
The old residential area didnât have an underground parking lot, so Bartlett parked the car downstairs and then led Ellinor out of the car and into one of the buildings.
On the second floor, Bartlett took out a key and opened a door, âAfter you.â