Chapter 653 Brothers Work Together

"No, so you need to cast a wide net," Arthur said.

"Okay, wait for my news," Otis said, sending a text message to the team that was searching for Jacob.

"This is a week ago's location. Jacob may not be there, but we still need to search," Arthur added.

"Of course," Otis said with a gleam in his eyes, "If there's even a one-in-10, 000 chance of it, just search!"

Arthur knew that Otis was for Lucia and himself, so he was grateful. There was no need for words between brothers, so he asked instead,

"Otis, has Helena been in touch with you lately?"

In fact, Otis really wanted to attend the christening, and and was about to leave, but their parents stopped him.

Edwin and Sophie knew Esmae well enough that meeting Helena and Otis at a time like this would only make things worse. Otis had stopped his trip, but the seemingly aloof man was already missing her terribly.

"No..." Otis whispered. "Arthur, I really admire you..."

"Admire me for what?" Arthur seemed to know what Otis meant, but asked anyway.

"Admire you, can endure..." The missing for Helena overflowed his heart. Otis was self-suffering, and can not help but worry for Arthur and Lucia at the same time.

"Just get used to it," Arthur said with a wry smile, and furrowed.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

"I don't want to get used to this," Otis said, sounding bitter, "We have to find a way to settle the feud between Mom and Dad and Esmae," he said. "Otherwise, the two of us... will be bachelors for the rest of our lives."

The men in Davies family valued feelings, so Otis wasn't kidding.

"Esmae is stubborn and strong-willed, and it can be extremely difficult to change her mind." Arthur's head ached at the way Esmae looked at him, as he and Lucia had witnessed many times before. "Even if it's difficult, we have to try," Otis firmly said, "Do not let our women... be sad again."

"Understood." Arthur, of course, never gave up.

Otis sent a text message, and a search team of nearly 100 men rushed to Vallentyne and began an exhaustive search. But this time they still found nothing. What they didn't know was that Gene's idea had unwittingly put Jacob on the defensive, and that he had left Vallentyne with all of his men after running into the police looking for him that night.

By the time Nia asked to meet him, Jacob had gone to Mexico at Leon's behest, to lie low and wait for bringing it to light again.

Nia returned to the country in disappointment. Just as she had agreed with Erik, she personally went to the police station in the afternoon on the day of her return to request that the case be dismissed. Upon hearing her words, the officer in charge of the case immediately frowned.

"Miss Davidson, are you sure?" The officer was even more confused when he recalled Nia's helpless and pitiful look when she came to report the crime. She had clear evidence to convict Spencer, so why did she drop the case now?

"Yes," Nia replied affirmatively, "I don't want to sue him."

"Miss Davidson, I advise you to think about it," said the officer. "You have enough evidence to convict him. It would be a pity to dismiss the case so easily. You're not being threatened, are you? We can step in and protect you."

The officer saw the video that Spencer tortured Nia in a horrible way, with constant abuse and beatings. How could she let it go so easily?

"Thank you, officer," she said impatiently, but appreciated it,

"But you're worrying too much. This is indeed my personal wish. You know that I have a close relationship with him. At that time, I was so excited that I reported the case. I didn't really want him to be imprisoned for ten years. Moreover, now that it's spread all over the city, I don't want to make things worse."

After listening to Nia's words, the officer looked at her in the eyes seriously. After making sure that her eyes were firm and without hesitation, he could only sigh. Maybe he didn't understand the things between these rich people.

"Well, now that you've made your decision, I'll have to let him go."

"Thank you, officer." Nia smiled gently, put the hat back on, and left the police station.

Spencer walked out of the police station at five o'clock in the afternoon. His face was haggard with mussy bread. His hair had grown past his ears in the past few days. He looked unkempt.

"Mr. Davies!" Ewan, who had been notified earlier, brought a chauffeur to pick up Spencer. At the main entrance, the moment he saw Spencer, he excitedly went up to him and draped a heavy coat over Spencer. Looking at Spencer's haggard look, Ewan blamed himself,

"You have suffered a lot!"

"All right," Spencer said, squinting, as a dangerous light flashed through his eyes. "She'll pay back twice as much for my pain."

"It's cold outside. Get in the car." Ewan escorted Spencer into the car. When the car started heading home, Ewan asked Spencer,

"Mr. Davies, how did you get out?"

Spencer frowned and asked, "Didn't you get me out?"

Ewan looked confused and said, "No, your father and I tried everything but we couldn't save you. Half an hour ago, we suddenly got a call from a lawyer and informed we can pick you up. I thought he was the one who did it..."

"No," Spencer shook his head, doubtfully. "Just now the police suddenly told me that I could go. I just came out."

"Then what the hell..." before Ewan could finish his words, Spencer glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw someone outside the car window. He shouted and the driver immediately stopped the car. "Mr. Davies?" Ewan was shocked. Just as he was about to ask something, he saw Spencer open the door and get out of the car. He quickly followed behind him. Just as he took a few steps, he saw Spencer coming to the side of the road. The person in front of him was Nia!

It wasn't time to get off work at 5:00 p. m., and there weren't many pedestrians on the tree-lined path outside the remote police station, so Spencer immediately saw Nia standing by the roadside. He'd recognize her anywhere!

His eyes burned with hatred as he glared at Nia. Spencer gritted his teeth and said the name of the vicious woman, "Nia!"