Chapter 810: Repetition

Chapter 810: Repetition

Austin believed that Ayan was no match for him, considering that

everyone here belonged to him. Naturally, he didn't worry about Ayan

and didn't even pay him any attention.

For Austin, Ayan was nothing more than a lamb to be slaughtered at

this moment.

A coldness overflowed from the depths of Ayan's eyes, and Austin's

eyelids twitched lightly. He asked nonchalantly, "Why are you looking at

me? Are you displeased? But what can you do? Mr. Simpson, this is my

territory. Both you and your wife are in my hands, and your people

wouldn't dare to come in.”

Though Austin spoke like this, he still turned to his assistant at the side

and said, "Check the surveillance and show Mr. Simpson how useless

his people are.”

Originally, he had some worries when Ayan came to him, but now he

realized that Ayan was even more useful when controlled by him.

A triumphant smile emerged on his lips, filling his eyes with satisfaction,

completely occupying his heart.

Ayan, on the other hand, remained silent. Naturally, no one knew that

when Austin handed him the phone to unlock, he glanced at the time.

Since then, he had been counting the seconds, estimating the time it

took for them to gather here, whether by car or on foot.

So he waited.

Waited until the time was about right.

His voice suddenly rang out, "Austin, do you want to know where Cora

is?"

Ayan's sudden interruption startled Austin, but he didn't show it. He just

looked at Ayan with a calm face and said, "It's not that I want to know,

it's that you must tell me. Otherwise, you won't leave here today. It's

dark now, and the place Camille is held isn't lit up like here. No one

knows what could happen to her in the pitch-black room. So think

carefully.”

Austin's words made Ayan instinctively think of the conversation he

overheard from the two men before coming here, and his expression

immediately turned cold.

Austin noticed the change in his face and revealed a smile in an

instant. He said, "Mr. Simpson, don't waste any more time. I can wait,

but I'm not sure if Mrs. Simpson can?"

Austin's face was filled with a cold smirk. After speaking, he beckoned

to his assistant again. "Go and check if there's anything unusual on the

surveillance. Mr. Simpson is here with us, and it wouldn't be good if his

people, who are too concerned and clueless, come looking for him."

The assistant quickly complied, thoroughly inspecting the surveillance

footage, and then promptly informed Austin, “Mr. Norman, everything is

normal. Rest assured!"

Austin smiled lightly, gazing at Ayan. "It seems Mr. Simpson has

reached an agreement with your people. When do you plan on bringing

your people over? Or do you think you alone can take your wife away

from me, Ayan? You're a bit too confident, aren't you?"

Ayan stared coldly at Austin, his voice equally icy. He questioned,

"Austin, why involve innocent people in our matter? If you have any

grievances against me, you can take them out on me directly. It's rather

unmanly of you to harm my family."

"Ayan, do you have the qualifications to make demands of me? You

have no right to negotiate conditions with me. Just listen to what I tell

you to do. If you don't want to cooperate, then simply say it directly.”

"So, you insist on involving my family as well? Even if we can directly

resolve our issues, you still want to drag innocent people into it, right?"

"What of it? As long as I achieve my goal, I can do whatever I want.”

"Fine. Since you've made your choice, don't regret it!"

Ayan calmly finished speaking, but his tone made Austin feel extremely

dissatisfied. Austin walked up to him, glaring at Ayan with a ferocious

expression.

Austin asked, "What do you mean?"

Ayan stared at him unblinkingly, his voice clear and precise. "Can't you

understand? I'm just reminding you to make your choice carefully and

not to regret it. Since you insist on involving my family because of the

problem between us, then you should be prepared. Unless you can trap

me here forever at this door and make it impossible for the Simpson

Group and the Simpson family to survive in Hance City, otherwise, as

long as I can leave, and as long as the Simpson Group and the

Simpson family still exist, you and the Norman Group behind you will

have to pay the price for your actions today. So, are you truly

prepared?”

Austin's eyes flickered for a moment, a trace of fear slipping through,

but he quickly concealed it with different expressions and emotions. He

stared at Ayan with a fierce gaze. "Huh, of course, I'm prepared. But

are you prepared? Can you accept your wife being..."

"Shhhhhh!"

Austin didn't even finish his words when he suddenly saw a dark figure

rushing towards him, and a heavy fist landed directly on the center of

his face.

He felt a sharp pain and realized that someone had tightly grabbed his

neck, preventing him from breathing. The whole process was swift and

brutal. It took him a few seconds to regain his senses, and he saw that

the person in front of him was none other than Ayan.

Ayan clenched Austin's neck tightly, denying him any chance to speak.

He cast a cold gaze at the three people standing by the side, two of

them who had just restrained Austin, and the other being Austin's

assistant.

The three of them were dumbfounded, looking at Ayan in disbelief.

Their gazes then shifted towards Austin as they exclaimed, "Mr.

Norman!!!"

They were worried and somewhat fearful, not daring to approach.

Ayan coldly stated, “If you don't want him to die, get out.”

The three guys exchanged glances but didn't actually leave. They wore

guarded expressions, ready to rush in at any moment. This stalemate

lasted for almost ten seconds, while Ayan squinted his eyes, emanating

a chilling aura that permeated the entire room. He sternly addressed

Austin, “Tell your people to leave. I don't want to repeat myself,

understood?"

He slightly loosened his grip, giving Austin a chance to catch his breath.

Austin wanted to resist and retaliate, but Ayan firmly held his neck,

challenging him to see who would be quicker-Austin's attempt to resist

or Ayan's move.

Austin dared not move recklessly and could only vent his anger at his

own people. "Get out! Can't you hear me? Get out!"

The three men looked at each other, feeling aggrieved, but eventually,

they exited the room.

Ayan glanced around the room and then spoke indifferently, “Let's go.

Take me to find Camille.”

Austin murmured, "Mr. Simpson, there are no lights outside. I can have

my men bring Mrs. Simpson here."

"No more talking. Do as I say."

Ayan dismissed his suggestion and instead instructed Austin to lead the

way.

As for Austin's three men, they naturally walked ahead since it was

dark, and even a slight glimmer of light was enough to see.

Ayan surveyed his surroundings, and everything was eerily silent with

no signs of activity.

He questioned Austin coldly, "Where are they?"

Austin's assistant immediately replied, "They're just ahead.”

It wasn't a single villa, matching Ayan's initial speculation, but rather a

few houses separated from each other.

Because of the light and the sound of footsteps approaching, the two

men responsible for watching Camille also heard the noise as they

neared. One of them quickly turned on a flashlight and aimed it in their

direction, demanding sharply, "Who's there?"

Austin's assistant promptly responded, "It's Mr. Norman."

Upon hearing that it was Austin, the person quickly exclaimed, "Why

did Mr. Norman come over? It's troublesome without a light. If there's

something, just call us over.”

Austin's assistant glanced at Austin, who was trapped behind, and

didn't dare to say anything that could potentially implicate him.

However, the path at night was not easy. Just as they reached the

corner, Austin suddenly staggered, struggling and shaking, determined

to break free from Ayan's control even if it meant bumping into the wall.

Austin dashed away, shouting, "Ayan, you won't catch me! Ayan, just

wait for me!"

His men quickly reacted and chased after him, shouting, "Run, run!

Ayan's people are here!"

Their screams immediately shattered the once quiet air.

Ayan was the only one left standing in place.

He had no intention to pursue them. The commotion quickly alerted

Kian, who hurriedly rushed over upon hearing the noise. Seeing Ayan

standing there, he immediately asked, "Mr. Simpson, are you alright?"