Chapter 317: Chapter 317: High-Intelligence Dangerous Individual
Johan Niles watched helplessly as two people disappeared, shouting loudly: "Connor, get in here! My sister-in-law has been taken away!"
Several bodyguards screamed as they were kicked into the living room, followed by Connor walking in.
He ignored Johan Niles on the floor, searched the entire villa, but saw no trace of anyone.
"They’re gone!"
He walked over to Johan Niles, picked him up: "How are you?"
"Ah ah ah, don’t touch my back! That psycho Alexander Parker almost broke my spine! I can’t move!"
"Alexander Parker?"
"Yes! It’s him! Everything was planned by him!"
"I’ve already called your hospital, an ambulance will come soon to take you away, I need to go find the Young Madam!"
Connor placed him back on the ground, turned to leave.
Johan Niles suddenly asked: "What about the boss?"
Connor paused, his eyes reddening as he replied hoarsely: "He was shot, a professional sniper took him down; he should already be at your hospital."
Johan Niles was instantly furious: "I knew I should’ve killed that Parker! He’s definitely not right in the head!"
Connor said nothing more, resumed searching the villa, and found a passage leading to the Parker Family villa.
But when he entered the Parker Family villa, it was still empty.
He made a decisive choice, quickly drove to the hospital, looking for Harry Hunter.
Alexander Parker possessed an extraordinary intelligence; he wasn’t someone Connor could deal with.
...
Countryside.
Under the starry sky, with the scent of flowers in the air, in the dim light, Isabella Weaver looked at the two people standing in the small yard, her expression cold:
"Alexander Parker, you’ve teamed up with Austin Winters? Is Cherry Lewis involved too? Along with Christopher Weaver?"
Though they were questions, each sentence was stated with firm conviction.
"Austin Winters and Cherry Lewis divide the Hunter Family; Christopher Weaver takes over Moonlight; you get me. You truly have high intelligence, making one move that hits three targets!"
Isabella Weaver’s voice trembled, her tone mocking, and she looked at Alexander Parker with eyes full of hatred.
Alexander Parker felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and without thinking, he embraced her: "Don’t look at me like that, Isabella, I just miss you so much."
Isabella Weaver stood there coldly, neither avoiding nor moving.
Her gaze passed over Alexander Parker’s shoulder, looking at Austin Winters behind him: "Is this red Range Rover yours?"
Austin Winters smiled amicably, his tone casually unconcerned: "I told you long ago; I have a car just like yours."
The yard had a big red Range Rover parked.
The license plate was conspicuous, A99999, with a shattered window, clearly the one Isabella Weaver had smashed by mistake.
"This car was a gift from my dad, oh, which means Harry Hunter’s dad, my stepfather. Whatever I want, dad will give me; I have everything Harry Hunter has, and things he doesn’t, I also have."
Austin Winters seemed to think of something amusing, suddenly laughed wildly.
His handsome face slightly distorted, it took a while before it returned to normal.
"This car is actually quite ordinary; what’s special is the license plate. September 9th is Harry Hunter’s birthday, he specially chose this plate, but I snatched it away. So he took my car, and it turned out you smashed the window, bringing the two of you together."
Austin Winters stepped forward, reaching to touch Isabella Weaver’s face: "Miss Weaver, tell me, shouldn’t you thank me properly?."
Alexander Parker seemed to have eyes on his back, released Isabella Weaver, grabbed Austin’s wrist, and said coldly: "Don’t touch my cousin!"