The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

The time was already 9:00 p. m. when they arrived at Moon Pavilion, a mid-level resort. Warren and Bruce asked for a villa to stay in, and after a brief dinner, they led their own scouting trip to the field.

The villa Lindsey stayed in the morning was at the highest point, the foundation was built on a flat rock, and when the group arrived, the villa was empty, but we could still see traces of people coming.

The resort staff also said that there were people staying last night and there were quite a few of them.

After a look around out, Bruce’s sword brow tightened.

According to the staff, although those people left, but did not check out, so we are not clear, where they actually went.

Back at the front desk of the resort, Bruce found the staff on duty and asked again about the villa.

“It left around noon, they didn’t check out and paid a one-time fee for the week, so we weren’t comfortable inquiring too much.” The receptionist got a chill down his spine, and couldn’t help but shake when he spoke. “That’s all we know.”

“Does Moon Pavilion have any surveillance, we’d like to pull up the video of that time.” Bruce curled his five fingers and gently tapped the countertop a few times. “I suspect that my missing wife, possibly, was staying in that villa last night.”

The video concerned the privacy of the guests, the receptionist could not make the decision, so he had to invite the manager out.

Warren took a look at it and thought that if he continued to ask questions, it would be too late for him to get results tomorrow. After thinking about it, he took out his own ID, and the ID he brought from the East Island Interpol, and slowly handed it to the manager.

“Since it is the police comrade to see, we will naturally try to cooperate.” A warm smile surfaced on the manager’s face as he invited them to the conference room and, in front of them, informed the security department to send the video over.

Bruce still looked cold, and Warren didn’t say anything, with a pair of thick, ink-like sword brows, tightly knitted together.

Lindsey was most likely no longer here.

A short while later, the head of security sent the video over, with a face of self-reproach.

Bruce was not in the mood to pay attention to him, directly opened the video, and carefully watched it.

The footage did not capture Lindsey entering the villa, nor did it capture her leaving. Through the video, Bruce found the license plates of several cars and turned around to shoot Warren.

Warren would have thought, immediately turned the computer screen down and said to the people around him, “I’ll contact the police, you have to be ready to go at any time.”

The others nodded their heads, their faces indescribably gloomy.

At the same time, inside the villa at the other end of the resort, Lindsey hunkered down behind the sofa and watched coldly as the dark shadows outside the window slowly entered the room.

Hailie had already fallen asleep, and the room was not too brightly lit because only a floor lamp was on.

Burton disappeared after the bodyguard changed shifts in the afternoon. Lindsey guessed that he must have realized that his identity had been exposed and that his actions would be changed to the evening, so he had been nervous and waiting.

The actual fact is that he really chose to come over at night, not to come over just right, she has not had the urge to beat someone up for a long time.

Burton stupid is a bit stupid, but limbs are still coordinated, viable power is a scum.

Lindsey waited until she was fast asleep before he jumped in through the window and went straight to the bedroom without checking to see if there was an ambush in the room.

Lindsey stood up and leaned on the window sill with his hands on his chest, raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly. “Cousin Burton, are you looking for me?”

“Uh …” Burton was startled, just wondering where the hell Lindsey had gone, not realizing she hadn’t slept.

Pausing in his tracks, he stepped back nervously, a fake smile floating on his face. “I just came by to check and make sure you guys hadn’t escaped.”

“Did you?” Lindsey stood slightly on her tiptoes and sat on her butt on the table in front of the windowsill, holding her eyes at him. “So what did you see.”

“I’m relieved you guys didn’t run away.” Cold sweat welled up on Burton’s forehead, and he rolled his eyes to find a route by which he could escape.

This Lindsey is too shrewd to calculate that he will come to sneak attack.

Lindsey laughed again, a soft, shallow voice that kept echoing around the room. She sat there, comfortable and leisurely posture, compared with Burton’s nervousness, calm people teeth tickling.

Burton cursed in his heart, thinking that she was a woman, but a very scary woman.

The footsteps that went out slowly retracted, and without hesitation turned around and went into the bedroom.

Lindsey’s eyes flickered slightly, and did not follow him in.

Hailie fighting level is average, against him or barely. If you have heard correctly, she has already woken up.

As a matter of fact, it took less than a second to calm down, and the sound of fist fights immediately came from the room.

Lindsey jumped off the table, calmly clapped his hands and paced in.

Hailie by now had fought with Burton, did not lose, just a bit of a mess.

Lindsey saw the room, smiled and stopped in his tracks, leaned lazily against the door frame and spoke casually: “Want some help?”

“Bullshit!” Hailie’s eyes were red with anger. She was like this, but she still had the nerve to ask if she wanted to help.

Lindsey took away her smile, silently spat in her mind, and stepped forward.

Burton panicked as soon as he saw her come in, not bothering to fight back, he turned around and rushed to the window.

The windows in the villa are different from those in the city, and all of them have no burglar-proof facilities, so he went out in one fell swoop.

The height of less than 5 meters, with his hands, it is estimated that the fall will not die, Lindsey went to the window to glance, blandly turned back. “He’s bound to come back again, I’ll see Kayden tomorrow and talk to him.”

Hailie flinched for a moment, reacted, and whirled around, slamming the window shut and falling back into bed with a black face.

She knew Burton had slipped in, and instead of catching him and stopping him, she let him run into the room.

Lindsey didn’t care what she thought, smiled and exited calmly.

The night was getting darker, the whole villa was silent, the wind was blowing, and the treetops outside the window kept making a “click-click-click” sound.

Lindsey had no cell phone, no means of contacting the outside world, and the TV on the wall was broken and could not be turned on.

She was really not worried at all about what Kayden would do to her, but rather that he would use this opportunity to disadvantage Bruce.

She more or less understands her own man, not to mention that she has been taken away once before, to Bruce’s nature, probably not waiting for Old Mr. Grant to deploy, he has followed Warren rushed over.

The thought of a while, sleepiness gradually come.

Lindsey did not dare to sleep, dazed squinted for a while, ears heard the movement of the door open, and sat up with a start.

The person who came this time is not sure who it is, only in a circle outside and left, a short time as if passing by.

But Lindsey is completely afraid to sleep, get up and sit for a while, the sky is gradually dawn.

Hailie also seems to be how to sleep well, within a few minutes to see her yawning out of the room, the black eyes on her face is particularly obvious.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“You didn’t sleep last night, huh?” Hailie poured herself a glass of water and looked at Lindsey uncomprehendingly. “Worried about what?”

“Aren’t you worried.” Lindsey hooked her lips, her eyes fell to the tall trees outside the window, her eyebrows knitted tightly.

It’s not a good idea to wait around like this!

Hailie shrugged her shoulders and didn’t answer her question. She really had nothing to worry about, Kayden’s target was not herself, and Burton’s target was even less.

It was thanks to Lindsey that she had been caught.

The breakfast was very generous, Lindsey did not sleep well, so there was little appetite. But once she saw Hailie gloating, she was so angry that she ate two more barbecues.

Kayden came back from outside at 10:00 a. m. Lindsey followed him upstairs with a bored look on her face.

The day and night, he neither said what he took himself here, nor did he hypnotize himself, as he did last time, really made her curious.

The first thing you need to do is to take a seat in the study upstairs, Kayden left her chair and sat down, and pointed to the chair across from her, indicating Lindsey to sit as well.

Lindsey did not doubt it and sat down slowly and deliberately.

The atmosphere in the room gradually became depressing, I do not know how long, Kayden’s voice suddenly sounded: “Lindsey, you listen to me, keep walking forward, and then tell me what you see.”

Lindsey nodded woodenly and kept walking forward according to his words.

A gust of salty sea breeze suddenly blew over, before the eyes of the sea appeared instantly, Lindsey was shocked, vaguely aware that he was hypnotized again, immediately in accordance with the methods taught by Dr. Wendell, with the toothpick hidden in the palm, fiercely pierced his fingertips.

After the whole person came to his senses, Lindsey settled down and foxed the tone of voice. “I saw the ocean, and the sunset.”

“Look, the man standing on the reef, is that your lover.” Kayden’s voice came again, with a vague note of excitement in her tone. “Tell me what he looks like.”

“Very tall, very thin, and very white.” Lindsey gave a cursory description based on Kayden’s looks and added, “His hair is a little long, which I don’t really like.”

Kayden’s voice was clearly a little upset. “Look more closely.”

Lindsey laughed inwardly, but cooperated by saying what he wanted to hear. Dr. Wendell once said that a powerful hypnotist can control a person’s mind without even thinking about it.

Apparently, Kayden, the madman, was even more powerful than she had imagined, thankfully, she had been prepared.

Just like last time, he still wanted to wash his memories away, and also wanted to make her another person.

If I remember correctly, this person is Sophia’s cousin Alice, the woman he loved and could not get.

When it was over, Lindsey didn’t wake up first, but waited until he curled his fingers and tapped them on the table before opening his eyes blankly: “Kayden, what happened to me?”