Chapter 371
The two men walked to a secluded corner behind the mansion.
Ian asked, “Mr. Freeman, why do you look so serious?”
“You don’t need to pretend anymore. I know you have a purpose for staying close to Sheena.”
Ian’s face instantly turned extremely wicked, exclaiming, “Since you’ve noticed it, I’m sorry for this!”
He discreetly reached toward his lower back, pulling out a small knife and swiftly thrusting it toward Elijah’s throat.
Elijah adeptly stepped back half a pace. Within just three moves, he subdued Ian. Elijah restrained his hands behind his back with such force that Ian felt like his arms were about to dislocate, the pain draining the color from his face.
“Go ahead and kill me. If I don’t complete the task they assigned, I’m as good as dead anyway.”
Elijah chuckled lightly, releasing him. “Why would I kill you? I just want to have a chat. I’m not interested in you.”
Ian was puzzled and asked, “Aren’t you in love with Ms. Sheena? I’m here on behalf of the people who want to harm her. Since you’ve already exposed my identity, why don’t you take action?”
Elijah stared at him intently. “Do you like her?”
Ian instantly blushed, stuttering, “N–No… Why would I?”
Elijah was always perceptive when it came to men. Ever since he realized his love for Sheena, he discovered an added skill: the ability to discern if other men had feelings for her by the way they looked at her.
“You do like her. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have refrained from harming her for so long. There’s no need to conceal it. Tell me about their plan, and I might be able to help you find a solution.”
Ian locked eyes with him, suddenly captivated by his aura. He knew Elijah’s identity was not simple, and at this moment, besides revealing everything to Elijah and discussing a solution, he had no other path to take.
He could only choose to trust Elijah this one time.
“Three nights from now, they want me to lure Ms. Sheena alone to the
abandoned warehouse on the eastern outskirts of the city. This time, they have
set up many traps, and the mysterious figure Ms. Sheena has been investigating will also be there. If she really goes, the odds are not in her favor.”
He sighed and continued, “Ms. Sheena is the only one who has treated me
sincerely. I can’t bear to harm her, but if she doesn’t die, I’ll die. They’re
watching me closely, and I can’t escape. Mr. Freeman, do you have any solutions?
Elijah pondered for a moment, looking calm and composed.
“Tell them you will handle it. I’ll keep this matter confidential from Sheena, and you don’t need to inform her.”
“What?” Ian was confused. “But three days later…”
Elijah assured, “I’ll take care of it.”
In the afternoon, Elijah did not leave the house. He thoroughly cleaned the entire mansion, thinking it was the last few days he would spend with Sheena. He wanted to cook her various meals every day. Even if she did not miss him, perhaps she would miss his cooking.
As Elijah thought about those, he smiled.
Suddenly, the sound of a text message pinged on his phone.
It was from Lionel, containing only an exclamation mark.
Elijah’s smile froze, his expression turning solemn. It was a coded message indicating something urgent. He checked his watch and confirmed that Sheena would not finish work for another forty minutes.
Quietly, Elijah drove to the outskirts, where Nathaniel was locked up.
Lionel was pacing by the side of the road, waiting anxiously. When Elijah’s car approached, he hurried over and got into the passenger seat.
Leaning close to Elijah, he whispered, “Mr. Freeman, someone from Svelton is here!”
Elijah frowned. Of all the time they could have come, why did they have to come at this particular moment?
