Chapter 662 Dealing with the mole

Just as Esmae was scolding the servant, Shawn, who had not yet left the Brown Manor, came down the stairs and relieved the servant with his words.

"Mom, what are you angry about?" Shawn asked as he motioned for the servant to leave. The servant knew that Shawn was able to keep Esmae calm, so she left.

"Did you know Helena went back to Los Angeles?" Esmae said angrily.

"I know. I drove her to the airport. What's the problem?" Shawn's impassive good look didn't waver. owns this text.

Esmae knew her son so well that when she heard him say this, she went up to him and looked him in the eyes, asking,

"Shawn, are you partial to the Davies?"

"I'm your son, so why would I favor anyone else?" Shawn said with a faint smile. "But I want both my sisters to be happy..."

"You really are partial to them!" Esmae flew into a rage! She didn't expect that her eldest son, who had always been indifferent and didn't seem to care about anything else, would be inclined to let Lucia and Helena have their relationship with Arthur and Otis!

"Mom..." Shawn, who had always been calm and unfazed by Esmae's anger, put an arm around his mother's shoulder and said,

"If Edwin and Sophie continue to torment you now, I will fight them until the end, but that was decades ago. And they've already apologized to you. I know you're still holding on to it, but have you ever thought about what you want from them? To die in front of you, or to live a life worse than death? If you haven't thought about it, now is the time to think about it and decide the fate of Lucia and Helena." Esmae was stunned by what Shawn said. What did she want from them?

Shawn saw the blank look in his mother's eyes and gently reached out to hold her in his arms, sighing in his heart: Mom, think about it...

Spencer left Brown Manor and rushed to the airport to return home. The long journey was supposed to be exhausting, but during the ten-plus hours of the flight, he never closed his eyes and was planning something.

Although he seemed to have talked Esmae in, she was always changeable and might soon change her mind. He had to make up for it right away!

But first, he had a priority.

It was 2 a. m. when the plane arrived at Athegate. Spencer's driver was already waiting for him outside the airport. As soon as Spencer got in the car, he closed his eyes and asked the driver to drive him to the place he had been told.

The car was slowly started, but not driving in the direction of Spencer's villa, but to the south of the city.

An hour later, Spencer, who had closed his eyes for rest, arrived in front of an abandoned factory in the south of the city. Although it was already early in the morning, there were still faint lights in the abandoned factory. After the driver pulled over, got out, and opened the door for Spencer, he said,

"Here we are, Mr. Davies."

Spencer opened his eyes and saw several cars parked next to the car where he was in. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He sneered and got out of the car gladly.

The driver donned Spencer's heavy but warm coat, turned on the flashlights and guided him all the way inside the factory.

There was the occasional creepy birdsong in the middle of the night in the suburbs. Walking through the abandoned factory, there was also the creepy sound of trash being trampled on, but Spencer didn't care, and kept his eyes on the light ahead.

Not long after, they went up to an empty platform on the second floor of the factory. Beside the ruins, a group of people were warming themselves around several electric stoves. The electric motors were humming loudly. They supplied electricity to several lights placed around them.

"Mr. Davies, here you're." Realizing that someone was approaching, the burliest of the eight men in black stood up and greeted him respectfully after seeing the person's face clearly.

"Dan, how is he?" Spencer asked the man walking toward him, and glanced around the scene.

"Hung for more than an hour. He can't hold it any longer," Dan answered with a cruel smile on his face. He enjoyed the torture.

"Put him down," Spencer said, looking at a figure hanging from the edge of the second-floor platform.

As soon as Dan raised his hand, his subordinate swiftly lowered the person who had been hanging for more than an hour. Although it was winter, Dan was still very happy to pour a basin of cold water on the person who almost lost his consciousness.

"Ah!" The cold water poured mercilessly on his head. The man screamed in horror and looked around in fear. After being hung upside down for more than an hour, he was dizzy and can not see clearly who was standing by his side.

"Samuel, how does it feel to be hung?" Spencer asked, smiling.

The man he asked Dan to catch was none other than Samuel.

At the sound of Spencer's voice, Samuel calmed down a little. He squinted hard in the direction of Spencer's voice, and after a long time, he saw his face.

"What do you mean by that, Mr. Davies?" Samuel cried, catching Spencer's teasing eyes.

Spencer raised his hand and his men brought him a chair. He sat down in front of Samuel and stared at him coldly,

"You know very well what I mean..."

Samuel looked at Spencer's dark face in the backlight, with his heart racing with fear. Tonight, he was kidnapped from his home. They forced open the door and slipped in without a sound. They had knocked him unconscious with their hands. By the time he regained consciousness, he had been strung up with his back to his kidnapper. At first, he tried to negotiate, but the kidnapper didn't respond, until his consciousness faded. Now, he knew who had kidnapped him.

"Mr. Davies, I really don't know why you're doing this..." Samuel had a lot on his mind, but he was never stupid enough to admit anything.

"It's so cold. I don't want to drag it out," Spencer said, as he crossed his legs and stared mercilessly at Samuel, who had fallen to the ground, shivering with cold.

"So I'm only gonna ask this once. Did you and Nia set me up together?"

"No!" cried Samuel who felt "wronged".

"You answered too quickly..." Spencer said unhappily. Dan saw that Spencer was looking at him and immediately went up to give Samuel a hard punch. Samuel turned groggy and his limbs went weak.