Chapter 553: Chapter 553



Armand’s expression changed instantly. He asked incredulously, “You …. What did you say, you kidnapped Theresa?”

Declan looked confused. “You don’t know?”

Armand clenched his fists tightly. As he was about to punch him, Declan pushed him away. “You’re all crazy!” They all had a violent tendency.

He had better run away from him as soon as possible.

“Stop!” Armand noticed Declan slinking away. Immediately, he set off to catch him. Noticing that, Declan started to run. It wasn’t because he wouldn’t win against Armand in a fight, but because Armand seemed quite abnormal. Declan believed he would win against a normal man, but not against a lunatic.

A lunatic wouldn’t treasure his life at all, but he treasured his own life.

“Declan Bailey!”

The faster Armand chased him, the faster Declan ran. He dodged and ducked all the way to run out of the hospital entrance. After quickly sitting in the car, he yelled, “Go! Go! Let’s go!”

The nightclub employee didn’t know why Declan was showing signs of panic. Obediently, he started the engine. When Armand caught up with him, the car had not yet left. Declan locked all the car doors. Armand couldn’t open the door, so he started banging on the car window angrily. “Declan Bailey, get out of there!”

Armand was so furious that his chest was rising and falling fiercely. All the blue veins in his neck popped out, giving him a terrifying look.

Declan glanced at the shaking, almost broken car window, swallowing hard. He understood why Armand had befriended Matthew: they were both crazy, not normal humans.

“Shit! Hurry up!” cursed Declan.

The clerk had already started the engine. Hearing Declan’s roar, he startled and suddenly stepped on the accelerator. The car roared like an arrow. At such a speed, Declan couldn’t help but fall backwards. Fortunately, the car seat was quite soft. He didn’t hurt himself, but he looked miserable.

“Damn! Do you know how to drive or not?” rubbing the back of his neck, he sat up.

The driver wanted to explain himself, but realized Declan was looking out the back window.

He shut up and concentrated on driving.

Armand did not go back to look for the doctor. Immediately, he got into his car, heading off to find Matthew. He wanted to ask what exactly had happened-how could Declan have kidnapped Theresa?

He seemed to understand why Matthew was so anxious to get back from White City. It was no wonder he always felt Matthew was hiding something from him. Indeed, her intuition was correct.

Armand drove very fast. When he arrived at the villa, he had already got out as soon as he parked the car. He entered the villa with great strides. However, the two children and Dolores, who had not slept well the night before, were napping.

Dolores did not sleep early. She wanted to wait for Matthew to return.

So, lying on the bed, she gradually fell asleep.

Coral was hanging the children’s laundry on the balcony below.

If she hadn’t been reminded by the remaining reason, Armand would have run upstairs to fetch Dolores.

He restrained himself and asked, “Coral, could you ask Dolores to come downstairs? I have to ask her something urgent.”

Coral realized he was very anxious. She reminded him, “She’s napping, why don’t you wait a moment?”.

She didn’t want to say anything. Dolores’ baby had gotten bigger, so she could easily doze off. If Coral was going to wake her up, Dolores might not have had a good nap.

“I’m quite anxious!” Armand breathed heavily.

Coral put down the clothes and went upstairs.

Pushing open the door, he made his way to the bed and called Dolores gently. The latter was sleeping soundly, so she didn’t wake up.

Coral called her back a couple of times. When she raised her tone, Dolores woke up. She thought Matthew had returned. Opening her eyes, she asked, “Is he back? Who else is back with him?” She wanted to know if Matthew had rescued Theresa.

Coral was confused. She replied, “Armand came alone.”

“Armand?” Dolores frowned.

“Yes. He’s quite anxious. I told him you’re napping, but he asked me to wake you up,” Coral answered truthfully.

Dolores rubbed her eyes and sat up. She sobered up. Armand was very anxious, so she guessed he had probably heard what had happened to Theresa.

He got out of bed and put on his slippers. He asked Coral where the children were and she told him they were napping. Dolores nodded and went downstairs.

Armand paced back and forth across the living room restlessly. When he saw Dolores was coming down the stairs, he immediately headed toward her. “Dolores…”

“Let’s talk in the study.”

Armand tried to remain patient and headed into the study with her.

Once they entered the studio, Armand couldn’t hold it in any longer. He asked, “What the hell happened, how could Theresa have been kidnapped by Declan Bailey?”

“I’m not sure exactly what happened either. Don’t worry. Matthew and Boyce are trying to rescue her now.” They tried to keep it from him because they were afraid Armand would become anxious and impulsive. He might do something rash and then the situation would get worse.

“How could he not be worried? Declan Bailey is a scumbag.” Armand’s voice became hoarse. “Why are you all hiding it from me? If something happens to him, what…what should I do?”

Dolores didn’t know what to say to calm him down. She checked the time: it had been all morning, but she hadn’t received any news from Matthew.

She wondered how the negotiation between Matthew and Declan had gone.

“I’m going to get Declan Bailey!” Armand couldn’t just sit and wait and do nothing.

No matter what he did, he had to rescue Theresa from Declan’s hands.

Dolores snapped at him, “Calm down!”

Armand knew Declan was scum, but how could he free Theresa so easily?

“How was I supposed to calm down?” Armand roared in rage. After he roared, he felt he was too excited. Actually, everyone was anxious.

“I’m sorry…”

“I understand how you feel now. Let me call Matthew to check on the progress.” Dolores called Coral for her cell phone.

Armand gave her his. “Please use mine.”

She didn’t call Matthew earlier because she feared Matthew would continue to hide it from her. So, he turned directly to Dolores.

He shot a glance at Dolores, who took the phone from him. Armand had already unlocked the screen. He found Matthew’s phone number and dialed it.

By this time, Matthew and Boyce had almost reached the villa.

Boyce was driving. He turned to give Matthew a look and said, “Actually, it’s not your fault.” Declan was swearing. Normally, you couldn’t stand it.”

Matthew pressed his eyebrows together hard. It seemed impossible to exchange terms with Declan. Since Declan wanted to buy himself some more time, Matthew knew he had other plans.

He couldn’t place all hope in Declan alone. “Have your men tracked John?” he asked.

Boyce replied, “I’ll call them to check.”

While Matthew was talking to him, he had sent a message to his subordinate. He didn’t know if John had been traced.

As he called, Matthew’s phone started ringing as well. He checked the caller ID, which showed Armand. He frowned more and didn’t swipe his finger to answer until he was almost cut off.

“Hello,” he heard Dolores’ voice.

Matthew pulled the phone away from his ear and checked the caller ID, feeling strange.

He put it back to his ear. “Why are you using Armand’s phone to call me, has he come looking for you?”

Dolores hummed. “He’s heard all about it. How’s your negotiation going?”

Matthew had promised her that he would definitely get Theresa back, but the relationship between Declan and him had become more strained.

While Matthew didn’t know how to respond to Dolores, Boyce gave him a look and said, “They’ve tracked John’s trail to the Nanshan Temple.”

“Nanshan Temple?”

“Yes. He didn’t look like a Buddhist at all. Why is he going there…”

They exchanged a glance at each other with equal suspicion, wondering if Theresa was being held there.

“What about the Nanshan Temple?” Dolores heard Boyce’s voice.

“Tell Armand to wait at the villa gate,” Matthew said.

Dolores said yes.

After hanging up the phone, she handed it back to Armand and told him to wait at the door as Matthew had told him.

Armand pulled out the phone and went outside.

As he reached the gate, Boyce happened to drive the car into the villa. He stopped the car next to Armand and pressed the window. “Get in.”

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