Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 286

"We still can't find Liam Wilford's fiancée and Liam Wilford seems to be going about his usual daily schedule. Other than Sophie Leger's unknown whereabouts, we can't see any problems."

"That's enough," Zayn said in a deep voice as he went directly into the car.

The man behind him did not understand what Zayn meant by "enough", but he did not dare to ask more questions.

Zayn did not care to keep his trip a secret, so when he got off the plane, Liam Wilford had already gotten news of Zayn’s arrival.

Liam had just returned from the manor, but to outsiders, he had only gone to a party at the other end of town.

After wiping his hands with the towel brought up by the maid, Liam casually threw the towel into the tray, turned around, and sat down on the sofa. He did not have an expression as he said, "Zayn is pretty fast."

Smith stood in place with his hands clasped. "Sir, do we need to do any preparations in advance?"

Liam pretended not to understand him and said, "What other preparations are there that we haven’t already done?"

Smith did not speak. Liam sneered and said, "We’ve done enough. What else can be done? It’s not easy to make Zayn this lost."

Everything they did was being dug out by Zayn one by one, so it was only a matter of time.

Liam wearily rubbed his brow and asked Smith again, "How is Sophie today? Did she throw tantrums in the past two days?"

"No, Ms. Leger was very cooperative after she knew it was your orders, but her appetite was not very good these two days. I told her that you might not be able to visit her often during this period and Ms. Leger asked me to remind you to take care of your health."

After hearing this, Liam's gaze softened and he could not wait to fly back to Sophie's side to keep her company.

However, it was not the right time yet. Zayn was watching him very closely. Once Sophie's location was exposed and if Zayn was at the end of his rope, he would find trouble with Sophie.

Everyone had someone that would protect at all costs.

The car sent Zayn to his accommodation, which was one of the most luxurious hotels in the area. The Guggenheim empire was all over the world and Zayn also had his own property in this part of the world, but he was not willing to live at his villa and requested to stay at a hotel.

"President, what do we do next?"

The one who asked was one of the most abled men under Soren named Zion. He looked so ordinary that if he was thrown into the crowd, it would take a while to spot him. However, his techniques were extraordinarily ruthless.

"Prioritize searching for her. There must be something fishy about Liam's whereabouts, so send a few more people to follow him. Then, make a web of all the Wilford family's connections for me. Since their roots are here, I’ll uproot them all."

Zion was surprised when he heard this and raised his head to look at Zayn.

It was obvious that the Wilford family's roots were in Germany. The Wilford family and another family dominated the area and they were also said to be related by marriage. Almost all of Germany's import and export trade, as well as 80% of the tertiary industry, were controlled by these two families.

Their investigation was difficult because Liam Wilford, as the head of the Wilford family, was a force to reckon with both in terms of strategy and ruthlessness.

When Zayn thought about Zion, who was in front of him, he felt that it was not completely impossible.

The two big families in Germany had attracted some discontent from others, so there were a lot of weak points Zayn could enter from.

However, Zayn was obviously not someone who liked to explain things to his subordinates. If it was Soren and Quentin, the two of them would still be able to understand him and sometimes, Zayn did not even need to instruct them.

Zayn hung up abruptly and stood at the floor-to-ceiling window. He crossed his arms and looked out into this foreign land.

From where he was standing, he could see a villa with few lights on in the distance. That was where Liam Wilford was at.

Zayn almost could not resist going to find Liam as soon as he landed, but in the end, he controlled himself. Impulsiveness was always the most foolish emotion when facing a powerful opponent.

He was standing still quietly for a few minutes when the doorbell abruptly rang behind him.

The corner of Zayn's lips hooked up meaningfully. He gently moved his wrist, turned around, and walked to the door, pulling it open.

"Sir, your dinner is ready." The waiter greeted Zayn and slowly pushed the food cart in.

A beautifully plated meal was placed on the table and the waiter decanted the red wine for Zayn. He then bowed slightly and said, "Enjoy your meal."

Zayn elegantly sat at the table and reached out to pick up his cutlery.

The waiter packed up his things and prepared to leave.

Zayn cut a piece of steak and put it to his lips. Suddenly, the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the night wind came from behind him.

The waiter, who turned to leave, had somehow stood behind Zayn and held a sharp knife that obviously did not belong to the dinner table against Zayn's neck.