After checking Noah's belongings and taking his phone and wallet, Harold gave those things to Emily and then searched further. However, he found nothing more.
Emily took the phone and unlocked it with Noah's fingerprint. Then she deleted the code on the phone and decisively put it into her pocket.
Ferne was dumbfounded as he watched her did that dexterously.
He almost couldn't help but ask whether Emily was so experienced.
"Are you sure you can lick him?" Emily asked again before leaving, "How did you knock him out?"
Ferne was embarrassed to answer that.
Just now, he quickly held Noah and struck him as soon as Noah came over and opened the door.
Ferne hit him fast, hard and accurately.
That was the key to win a fight.
Although his behavior was shameful, he had no choice in that he seemed to be weaker than Noah. When Noah fell on the ground, it made a loud sound. This meant that Noah was strong, though he looked thin. Ferne felt that he couldn't hang on for very long if he really fought with Noah.
Seeing that Ferne kept silent, Emily didn't ask again but instructed Harold to get a rope. Afterwards, she asked, "Ferne, is there a basement?"
Ferne sighed, "Yes, there is a wine cellar."
"It's okay, as long as no one goes there," Emily said.
"..."
Ferne couldn't help but ask, "Emily, what are you trying to do? Do you have a grudge against him? Just tell me your plan. I can lock him here, but I don't know how to treat him."
"It's up to you. But remember not to let him get away." Emily looked down at Noah and then gazed at Ferne, "I don't think you can beat him even with a stick."
She could tell from Noah's broken eyebrows that he wasn't a pushover. Moreover, she had seen his sturdy chest when Harold searched Noah's inner pocket.
On cue, Harold whispered to Emily, "It looks like Noah works out every day. He is muscular."
Ferne felt hurt.
He silently looked at his flabby tummy and took a deep breath, holding his stomach in. He tried to get himself some abs, but in vain.
Finally, he gave up.
Harold found a rope and tied Noah's hands and feet. Then Ferne got a serving cart and put Noah at the bottom, transporting him to the cellar.
Before leaving, Emily looked around and took a picture of Noah who had been tied. She saved the picture and said to Ferne, "I'll come to take him away a week later at the latest."
Ferne was disappointed.
He regretted having asked her that question just now!
After Emily and Harold left, Ferne sat in the cellar and looked at the red wines gloomily. "Damn it! How should I explain to him if he suddenly wakes up?"
"How do you want to explain?" A voice came from behind.
Ferne slowly turned around and found Noah waking up and sitting on the floor. Even though his hands and feet were tied, he was still graceful and handsome. He was smiling with a dimple in his cheek. But in the meantime, he raised his broken brows and looked a little aggressive.
He had been thinking about how to trap Ferne in the past few days, but he didn't expect himself to be kidnapped by Ferne now.
Good.
Very good.
Ferne didn't speak.
He suddenly had a bad feeling.
...
After Emily came out, the guard hiding in the shadows followed her again.
"I'll go to the police station. You can go back now," Emily said to Harold.
Harold nodded and quickly disappeared.
Soon, the guard got a taxi. When the taxi stopped, Emily and the driver sitting in the back seat looked at each other in shock.
The guard sat behind the wheel and smiled at the driver through the rearview mirror, "Hello, what a coincidence!"
The driver was speechless with anger.
He was the one who had sent Emily to the Dalton Hotel just now. The driver had been avoiding to get close to the hotel, but he saw a man in white standing at the entrance and waving at him for several times. However, he couldn't find that guy every time he drove over.
Just now, the driver finally found the man in white, but then he discovered that the guy was actually in black after taking off his coat.
The driver was mad.
Soon, they arrived at the police station. Emily didn't get off and said to the guard, "You go in and check on my brother. His name is Eliot."
Then the guard walked in.
Although he was just a guard, many people in City Y had seen their uniforms. Thus, people could tell that he was from the Scavo family with a glance at his clothes.
The moment he entered the police station, everyone turned to look at him.
An incoming policeman didn't know him and wanted to shout at him, but a senior policeman quickly stopped the new police. Then, the captain came over and asked, "May I help you?"
"I want to see Eliot," the guard said.
The policemen looked at each other and then pointed at a large cell full of people. The guard walked over and found Eliot sitting on the ground. Eliot was probably a little tired and was sleeping with his eyes closed.
The guard took a picture with his phone.
The policemen got nervous, "What is he doing? Why would Mr. Vincent interfere with it?"
After all, the Britt family was going under. That was why the policemen dared to snub Eliot. Now that Vincent sent his guard to visit Eliot, the policemen all became nervous and uneasy.
The police chief immediately instructed, "Give Eliot a private cell with a bed."
Then Eliot was woken up in a daze and felt himself lifted onto a bed.
He looked at the policeman in puzzlement and asked, "What's happening? When can I leave?"
The policeman thought that Eliot asked the question just on purpose, for Eliot should know the answer.
Even so, the policeman still answered seriously, "After we investigate it and make sure you have an alibi."
Eliot closed his eyes again.
The guard gave the phone back to Emily. She took a look at the photo and said, "Let's go home."
The guard was a little confused.
Emily looked fragile, but sometimes she was stronger than anyone else. She was more mature and stable than people at her age.
The guard sat in the driver's seat and drove to the Scavo's. When he got off the car, he looked at the meter and saw that the fare was sixty.
Before he could speak, the driver hastened to give him twenty yuan, "Here is your change. Goodbye."
With that, he got into his car and sped away.
'Damn it! I've heard that one of my colleagues was robbed of the car and was stuffed into the trunk. The robber was in black and gave him fifty yuan in the end.'
Cool but stingy.
The driver thought about it and felt the person he had just met was the same as the robber.
What a bastard! That guy even tricked a little girl into helping him deceive people! Damn it!
Emily looked at the guard in confusion and asked hesitantly, "Why did the driver look at me with a strange expression?"
The guard answered, "Maybe he is just dazzled by your beauty."
"..."
Emily said, "But I feel he's scared...."
"There is a saying that the prettier a woman is, the more dangerous she is. So his fear is understandable," the guard lied and complimented Emily calmly.