Chapter 1183

Chapter 1183:

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“This is her at the hot pot restaurant where I took the photo. Later, she passed me on the way to the bathroom. Her figure was so curvy. She is really gorgeous up close, without being exaggerated. Unfortunately, she is already with someone…”

“Where have you seen her?” Deniz asked, grabbing the driver's collar.

“At the hot pot restaurant.” The driver was caught off guard by Deniz's sudden enthusiasm. He advised, “Sir, perhaps we should avoid causing trouble. She is involved with someone else, and interfering could bring us big trouble…”

The depths of Deniz's thoughts were a mystery to the driver.

Deniz's gaze sharpened as she ordered him, "Pass me the photo and delete it from your phone."

The driver was perplexed by the request. He often secretly photographed attractive women to admire them later. However, I have complied with Deniz's orders without complaint.

Deniz stared at the photo, his eyes intense, then said to the driver: “You are going back to Ardlens with me. “I can offer you a better life.”

Deniz was determined to change things this time. He promised to keep his property and would not allow anyone to claim what was rightfully his.

Oasis Apartment.

Reflected in the huge floor-to-ceiling window was a man with a striking and handsome face. With a full wine glass in his hand, he took a sip, the red liquid leaving a mark on his lips.

The day Nicole disappeared, her name appeared on a flight's passenger list, but Jarrod knew it was fake to distract him from the investigation. She must have left by other means, detesting him and Ardlens so much that she was probably hiding abroad.

From the initial panic to a calm state now, Jarrod had not ceased the covert search. Despite having deployed numerous people for a global search, no trace of her had been found.

Gazing up at the flickering neon lights outside, Jarrod thought back to the times he and Nicole had spent together in this apartment.

His temper flared and he angrily threw the wine glass against the opposite wall, his expression tense. Such a rebellious fugitive, but he was determined to find her.

At that moment, the phone on the sideboard began to vibrate. He answered on speakerphone and a flirtatious female voice filled the room. “Jarrod, I've had too much to drink. My head is spinning. Come and get me…”

“Where are you?” Jarrod asked.

Vicki's words were slightly softened by her intoxication. “At… At… Cloud Hotel.”

“Okay, wait for me.” He ended the call and told Alec to get the car ready.

Soon the car stopped at the destination.

The car window rolled down to reveal Vicki dressed in a red tweed suit, her eyes shining with joy, her arms outstretched, beckoning to Jarrod. “Jarrod, hold me…”

Jarrod got out of the car, but didn't approach Vicki. Instead, he leaned against the car, a satisfied smile on his handsome face as he lit a cigarette and nodded at Vicki.

At first, Vicki frowned because he hadn't approached her, but his smile quickly dispelled her irritation.

Jarrod was undeniably attractive. Since he had tempered his wilder ways, he now exuded a more refined aura, though still retained a hint of mischief.

Any woman who saw him tried hard to remain unfazed.

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