Mr Carroll Went Crazy After Divorce

Sion followed the address David gave him and drove to an old town. Most of the surrounding buildings had no lifts, and the people living there were usually workers, not locals, and some local older people.

He parked the car in front of a building. The narrow passageway of it was filled with electric cars and taxis, and the shiny black Mercedes-Benz looked out of place, which caught the attention of people passing.

Sion frowned and followed the information to walk to the destination. He saw a decorative door on the left, while there was nothing on the one on the right. Soon, he lifted his hand and knocked on the door on the right.

“Did Tan forget to take the key again?”

A man’s rough voice was getting closer to the door, with a strong wave of impatience. But the moment he opened the door, he saw a familiar face outside the door and was shocked. Then he shut the door abruptly. But before he could seal the door, Sion had put his hand in the gap and pushed the door open.

“You followed me in Fuglon?”

Sion was sure that this man must have seen him before because he could tell that this man was panicked when he saw him. He held the door and asked in an interrogative posture.

“What Fuglon?”

Jeff faked an innocent look and said, “Do I look like someone who can afford to go to Fuglon? I can’t even afford a plane ticket.” He lowered his head and tried to look as poor as possible, but his mind was running secretly.

He did tamper with the car of the woman who came back from Fuglon, but that didn’t work out. Since it didn’t work out, even if Sion found him, he had no leverage. When he thought of this, he felt a little more confident.

“What? Hard to believe?”

Sion snorted, “What do you want to say, you want money? Or what do you want?”

Jeff was thinking, in front of the temptation of money. Besides, he got a headache at the thought of Nevaeh, who was difficult to deal with.

“Mr Carroll, it’s not me!” He had changed his look in a short while, “If it is me, you can certainly find out information about my departure from the country. If you don’t believe me, feel free to check.”

Sion heard the words and raised his eyebrows.

He hadn’t introduced himself yet, how could he know he was Mr Carroll? Just as he glanced at Jeff inquisitively, the latter seemed to suddenly realize, “I remember!”

“There were a lot of scam calls to me some time ago, and I knew my identity information was leaked out.” Said Jeff.

“Otherwise, how could I have gone to Fuglon?”

He looked serious, seemingly worried about his leaked personal information.

Sion examined him, trying to see any signs of lying in his facial expression. And he stared into his eyes, not missing a single glint in Jeff’s eyes.

And Jeff did not appear to be displeased or annoyed because of Sion’s eyes, as if he was telling the truth.

Sion deemed this man was not a good guy, though he looked poor. The man was tan and he did look miserable. There was a hidden sharpness in his features and a crescent-shaped scar at the corner of his eye that added to his eerie and gruesome aura.

With a glance, Sion jumped to a conclusion in his heart.

“How do you expect me to believe you?”

When the two of them were confronting each other, not far away, Aurora was following an address on her phone and heading in a direction. Cameron had helped her identify the thug with the address here. He had told her not to alert them, saying he would personally deal with them when he returned. Aurora had promised to wait for him, but she just wanted to confirm the identity of that guy early, so she moved in advance.

With a hat and mask covering most of her face, she was wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans.

After a long while, Aurora finally saw the target’s building in the distance. She walked forward, and sent a message to Anna in the meantime, “Call the police if I don’t call you in ten minutes.”

Aurora took a deep breath and walked into the hallway of the third unit. She only intended to take a look at the place and leave. Once she confirmed that the guy lived here, it would be easy after that.

When she fumbled around the corner of the building, she suddenly heard a familiar voice, “How do you expect me to believe you?”

It was Sion’s voice.

Startled, she suddenly stopped. Then she quietly retreated around the corner, hidden behind the wall, and looked in the direction from which the voice came.

No one would be more familiar with the back of the man not far away than she was.

Sion was indeed here. And another man talking to him across from him was the thug she saw in Fuglon.

Aurora only felt her heart pounding with fear and subconsciously turned her head to leave the place immediately. It was only when she got into her car that she took off her mask and gasped for air.

Now the truth seemed to be revealed. It was Sion who told the thug to kill her and the babies in her belly five years ago. Now she believed that he had done all these. After all, she saw them together with her eyes.

The hatred in her heart was rekindled, and the thoughts in her head were changing rapidly. It turned out that Sion had been playing up to her to divert her attention. He must wish her to die defenceless. Desperation brewing in her eyes, Aurora was holding the steering wheel tight.

Sitting still for a while, she raised her head and looked in the direction where Sion was, and made up her mind-she would let Sion pay for what he had done.

The two of them did not discover Aurora. And they were still confronting each other in a conversation.

Sion did not ask anything of value, so he said in a low voice, “If I find out the incident has something to do with you, I will make sure you can not stay in Lower Hopton in the future.”

His voice chilled that man. Although there was a strange look in the depths of his eyes, Jeff’s face remained unchanged and said, “I promise, it has nothing to do with me!”

He smiled as if he were relaxed. It wasn’t his doing in the first place.

“And…”

Sion looked at him from above, with a strong warning in his voice, “Never appear in front of me and Aurora again, otherwise, I believe you know what will happen to you with the strength of the Carroll Group.”

His eyes were icy. Sion decided to end the interrogation with a threat, not knowing whether it would work or not.

“Got it.”

Jeff added respectfully, “I will not show up again.”

As he watched Sion walk away, the look on his face suddenly changed, cold and full of killing intent. He turned around and went back to his room for his phone.

Then, he dialled a number.