That silhouette... it was unmistakably the same as the one who had sneaked into his villa that night and attacked him. Austin could still vividly recall lying on the floor, unable to move, as the intruder turned on all the lights in the living room, strutting out with an air of arrogance.
If the man who ambushed him that night was indeed this guy, then all the mysteries of recent days suddenly made sense. Austin had forcibly brought that girl back to his villa, which prompted the other party to retaliate, leaving Aaron and the doctor seriously injured and eventually coming back to teach him a lesson. No wonder that man warned him not to forget the pain once the wound heals. It was a blatant warning.
Austin’s face went pale. Who was this guy who wasn't even afraid of the Cunningham family? And why did he show such respect toward his sister’s daughter?
His thoughts were racing when his phone buzzed in his pocket, snapping him out of his spiraling theories. He took a deep breath, pulled out his phone, and saw Kitty was calling. As he headed to his car, he answered the call.
“Emmitt, did you pick up the person?” Kitty's warm voice flowed through the line.
“No,” Austin replied, opening his car door and sliding in, his eyes drifting to the car window. “By the way, has sis already arrived at the restaurant?”
Kitty was standing outside the hotel’s private dining room as she called Austin. “She’s been there for a while now.”
Austin tightened his grip on the phone, his voice steady and calm. “Did she come alone?”
Swallowing her jealousy, Kitty quickly freshened up her makeup. Once done, she made her way back to the private dining room. But before she even reached the door, she noticed two men dressed in black standing on either side, looking quite intimidating.
Kitty frowned, clutching her purse tightly as she approached. Even though the men were a bit daunting, she showed no fear and asked coolly, “What’s the deal with you two standing here in front of my room? You sure you’re not in the wrong spot?”
The two men remained silent, staring straight ahead without acknowledging her. Kitty had never met such peculiar individuals before. She started doubting if she had the wrong room, but a quick glance at the name above the door confirmed she was right.
She tried asking them a few more questions, but they continued to ignore her, as if she were invisible.
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