Billionaire's Reborn Baby
**
On midwinter evenings, it got dark early in City Y. There were no stars in the pitch-black sky.
It was an ordinary night, but it was unusual.
The owner of the Dalton Hotel returned to his suite early, and he did not even have dinner delivered. The staff had a good gossip about that their boss had broken up with his boyfriend.
Ever since his boyfriend walked out in a fit of anger, their boss had been depressed. He was not in the mood of doing anything all day long. Today, his spirit was lifted, but he looked tense. His eyes were extremely bright, and he looked like a poising leopard.
Ferne was waiting for a phone call. Noah asked him to arrange a police car to search near the appointed location for the purpose of scaring the organizer. However, if anything went wrong, Noah and Christy would not be able to come back.
Ferne had intended to join them, but Noah refused on the grounds that his face was conspicuous. Noah had a point there. After all, Ferne ran a hotel, and he was considered one of City Y's young and promising entrepreneurs. However, Ferne felt disgruntled with the word 'conspicuous', which didn't sound like a word to describe a man. Instead, it sounded like the word for the most popular courtesan.
Time crawled to 22:11 in his wild imagination. His phone vibrated. It was a message from Noah. It was a period.
Ferne was exasperated.
'Damn it. Can't this guy type more words?'
'Thankfully, he is fine.' Ferne let out a sigh of relief. He changed and went upstairs. These days he was practicing boxing. It was said that it took twenty-one days to form a habit. After practicing for two months, he finally took to the feeling of sweating profusely.
After he changed clothes, Ferne went upstairs. A waiter came out after he finished cleaning the arena. However, he stopped at the door and saw Ferne go to the sandbag and gave it a fierce punch.
The sandbag swung slowly, revealing a portrait on the sandbag. It was Noah's face.
The waiter shook his head. 'Mr. Ferne is turning his love into hate.'
...
Jaquan had been busy for several days. His client was hospitalized, so he had to go to the hospital and followed up on the case. The trial date had been postponed due to the hospitalization of his client. However, the opposing lawyer proposed a settlement. His client wanted to fight for the best interests in court, but at the same time he was worried that it would cost more to hire a lawyer. Even if he won the lawsuit, he would get less. In short, the indecision of the client had greatly affected his mood. As a result, he had completely forgotten about Arabella these days.
By the time he sorted out the things with his clients, four days had passed since he formalized his relationship with Arabella. On the fifth night, he managed to call Arabella after work, briefly explaining that he had been busy recently. Arabella was understanding and didn't complain, but she seemed to be in low spirit.
"Tomorrow is weekend. I'll take you out."
"Okay." Arabella's mood was lifted. "Where are we going?"
Jaquan didn't have any idea, so he asked, "Where do you want to go?"
"The Cultural Palace." Arabella suggested.
"Okay. I'll pick you up tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Jaquan looked at the time. It was half past ten. He flexed his shoulders and drove out of the garage. Afterwards, he opened the window to get fresh air.
The traffic wasn't congested at night, and he kept his speed at 60 mph. He relaxed at the view and the cold breeze on the winter night.
He stopped at the red light and tilted his head to look at the car beside him. It was a long van. The window at the front passenger seat was open, but the man sitting on it saw Jaquan's car window was open, and he slowly rolled up the van window.
Jaquan looked away and rubbed his fingers on the steering wheel. When the light turned green, the van sped away. Jaquan was behind the van. In the high beam light, he saw a girl's face pressing against the rear window of the van ahead of him. When he drove closer, he found that it was a poster.
He rubbed the place between his eyebrows, thinking he was so tired recently that he had an illusion.
He didn't know that the girl on the van was beating at the window with tears in her eyes, but she was fiercely slapped by a burly man and passed out.
When Noah and Christy got home, they went to the computer. There were two electronic tags. One was placed on the girl and the other on the organizer.
The electronic tag on the organizer was hidden in a lighter. If it was discovered, no one would suspect it was an electronic tag, as it was normal for a man to have a lighter in his pocket.
At this moment, the tag on the organizer displayed its location on the computer. A red dot was moving towards the east of the city. However, the girl's location ... was in the north of the city.
Christy quickly spread out the map, on which every street and alleyway was fully detailed. Her hand had been moving towards the north of the city.
However, Noah's finger slowly moved towards the east of the city. Finally, the red dot on the computer stopped.
Noah quickly made a mark on the map, and Christy firmly pressed a position on the map. The red dot had not moved there, but according to the map, there were no other roads nearby, so she put her finger on the place that the only route would lead to.
When Noah was about to say something, he gaped at the position on the map.
He recalled what the girl had written. It was a G. He had failed to figure out the name of the place. Now it dawned on him that it was only part of the name.
He looked at the place that Christy pointed at. It was the GY Temple.
The girl was in the GY Temple.
**
At the GY Temple.
A group of men took the girls into the temple through the back door in the dark and put them in a side hall, where there were two rows of beds for the girls to sleep on. They counted the girls and locked the door. Afterwards, they went to the main hall.
A monk in his fifties or sixties was knocking on a wooden block in the main hall. When he heard the noises behind him, he stopped and opened his eyes, asking, "Did the police find out?"
The men shook their heads. "We don't know. We brought them back when we heard the sirens. We have no idea what's going on there."
Just as they spoke, a middle-aged woman wearing plain clothes came in. She had a very kind face, which looked amiable when she smiled. There were a few wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.
She pushed open the door to the main hall and came in with a smile. "Pockmark has just sent a message, saying he is safe."
The men in the hall were unruffled. As far as they were concerned, it didn't matter if Pockmark died. After all, Merinda would find a good substitute, as their mission was to transport and ensure the safety of the girls.
"You guys can leave now." Merinda waved her hand.
The men left.
Merinda knelt down on the mat and prayed. Afterwards, she stood up and lit incense, saying with a smile, "It's time to restrain ourselves these days. They've been investigating harshly recently."
"It's up to you." The monk got up from the mat and put away the wooden block.
He was dressed in a grey monk robe. His face was old, and his eyelids were droopy. Because of that, his eyes looked very small. From the distance, his face seemed kind and genial. However, when looked closely, his small eyes glinted with cunning.
After he pushed open the main hall door and went out, he took the key to open the side hall. Merinda followed behind him. When she saw him enter the room where the girls stayed, she did not stop him. Instead, she said to the several men standing at the door, "Go and get some food."
She was dismissing them.
The men knew that every time when the abbot came, Merinda would send them away. Even if they left, they knew what would happen in the room.
For many years, the girls in the side hall had never managed to escape from the abbot's evil hands.
Chapter 262: Address
On midwinter evenings, it got dark early in City Y. There were no stars in the pitch-black sky.
It was an ordinary night, but it was unusual.
The owner of the Dalton Hotel returned to his suite early, and he did not even have dinner delivered. The staff had a good gossip about that their boss had broken up with his boyfriend.
Ever since his boyfriend walked out in a fit of anger, their boss had been depressed. He was not in the mood of doing anything all day long. Today, his spirit was lifted, but he looked tense. His eyes were extremely bright, and he looked like a poising leopard.
Ferne was waiting for a phone call. Noah asked him to arrange a police car to search near the appointed location for the purpose of scaring the organizer. However, if anything went wrong, Noah and Christy would not be able to come back.
Ferne had intended to join them, but Noah refused on the grounds that his face was conspicuous. Noah had a point there. After all, Ferne ran a hotel, and he was considered one of City Y's young and promising entrepreneurs. However, Ferne felt disgruntled with the word 'conspicuous', which didn't sound like a word to describe a man. Instead, it sounded like the word for the most popular courtesan.
Time crawled to 22:11 in his wild imagination. His phone vibrated. It was a message from Noah. It was a period.
Ferne was exasperated.
'Damn it. Can't this guy type more words?'
'Thankfully, he is fine.' Ferne let out a sigh of relief. He changed and went upstairs. These days he was practicing boxing. It was said that it took twenty-one days to form a habit. After practicing for two months, he finally took to the feeling of sweating profusely.
After he changed clothes, Ferne went upstairs. A waiter came out after he finished cleaning the arena. However, he stopped at the door and saw Ferne go to the sandbag and gave it a fierce punch.
The sandbag swung slowly, revealing a portrait on the sandbag. It was Noah's face.
The waiter shook his head. 'Mr. Ferne is turning his love into hate.'
...
Jaquan had been busy for several days. His client was hospitalized, so he had to go to the hospital and followed up on the case. The trial date had been postponed due to the hospitalization of his client. However, the opposing lawyer proposed a settlement. His client wanted to fight for the best interests in court, but at the same time he was worried that it would cost more to hire a lawyer. Even if he won the lawsuit, he would get less. In short, the indecision of the client had greatly affected his mood. As a result, he had completely forgotten about Arabella these days.
By the time he sorted out the things with his clients, four days had passed since he formalized his relationship with Arabella. On the fifth night, he managed to call Arabella after work, briefly explaining that he had been busy recently. Arabella was understanding and didn't complain, but she seemed to be in low spirit.
"Tomorrow is weekend. I'll take you out."
"Okay." Arabella's mood was lifted. "Where are we going?"
Jaquan didn't have any idea, so he asked, "Where do you want to go?"
"Okay. I'll pick you up tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Jaquan looked at the time. It was half past ten. He flexed his shoulders and drove out of the garage. Afterwards, he opened the window to get fresh air.
The traffic wasn't congested at night, and he kept his speed at 60 mph. He relaxed at the view and the cold breeze on the winter night.
He stopped at the red light and tilted his head to look at the car beside him. It was a long van. The window at the front passenger seat was open, but the man sitting on it saw Jaquan's car window was open, and he slowly rolled up the van window.
Jaquan looked away and rubbed his fingers on the steering wheel. When the light turned green, the van sped away. Jaquan was behind the van. In the high beam light, he saw a girl's face pressing against the rear window of the van ahead of him. When he drove closer, he found that it was a poster.
He rubbed the place between his eyebrows, thinking he was so tired recently that he had an illusion.
He didn't know that the girl on the van was beating at the window with tears in her eyes, but she was fiercely slapped by a burly man and passed out.
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...When Noah and Christy got home, they went to the computer. There were two electronic tags. One was placed on the girl and the other on the organizer.
The electronic tag on the organizer was hidden in a lighter. If it was discovered, no one would suspect it was an electronic tag, as it was normal for a man to have a lighter in his pocket.
At this moment, the tag on the organizer displayed its location on the computer. A red dot was moving towards the east of the city. However, the girl's location ... was in the north of the city.
Christy quickly spread out the map, on which every street and alleyway was fully detailed. Her hand had been moving towards the north of the city.
However, Noah's finger slowly moved towards the east of the city. Finally, the red dot on the computer stopped.
Noah quickly made a mark on the map, and Christy firmly pressed a position on the map. The red dot had not moved there, but according to the map, there were no other roads nearby, so she put her finger on the place that the only route would lead to.
When Noah was about to say something, he gaped at the position on the map.
He recalled what the girl had written. It was a G. He had failed to figure out the name of the place. Now it dawned on him that it was only part of the name.
He looked at the place that Christy pointed at. It was the GY Temple.
The girl was in the GY Temple.
**
A group of men took the girls into the temple through the back door in the dark and put them in a side hall, where there were two rows of beds for the girls to sleep on. They counted the girls and locked the door. Afterwards, they went to the main hall.
A monk in his fifties or sixties was knocking on a wooden block in the main hall. When he heard the noises behind him, he stopped and opened his eyes, asking, "Did the police find out?"
The men shook their heads. "We don't know. We brought them back when we heard the sirens. We have no idea what's going on there."
Just as they spoke, a middle-aged woman wearing plain clothes came in. She had a very kind face, which looked amiable when she smiled. There were a few wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.
She pushed open the door to the main hall and came in with a smile. "Pockmark has just sent a message, saying he is safe."
The men in the hall were unruffled. As far as they were concerned, it didn't matter if Pockmark died. After all, Merinda would find a good substitute, as their mission was to transport and ensure the safety of the girls.
"You guys can leave now." Merinda waved her hand.
The men left.
Merinda knelt down on the mat and prayed. Afterwards, she stood up and lit incense, saying with a smile, "It's time to restrain ourselves these days. They've been investigating harshly recently."
"It's up to you." The monk got up from the mat and put away the wooden block.
He was dressed in a grey monk robe. His face was old, and his eyelids were droopy. Because of that, his eyes looked very small. From the distance, his face seemed kind and genial. However, when looked closely, his small eyes glinted with cunning.
After he pushed open the main hall door and went out, he took the key to open the side hall. Merinda followed behind him. When she saw him enter the room where the girls stayed, she did not stop him. Instead, she said to the several men standing at the door, "Go and get some food."
She was dismissing them.
The men knew that every time when the abbot came, Merinda would send them away. Even if they left, they knew what would happen in the room.
For many years, the girls in the side hall had never managed to escape from the abbot's evil hands.
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