"President, there is no news of the madam leaving City B, and moreover, there are no flight, train, or long-distance bus tickets booked in the past three days."
"Got it." Three indifferent words, like Nathan Moore’s chilly handsome face, not a trace of warmth.
Ewan Zimmerman muttered to himself as he watched the screen go black.
"The sun must have risen from the northwest. Why would a perfectly fine wife play hide and seek with the president?"
After hanging up the phone, Nathan Moore dialed another string of numbers.
"Chief Chen, this is Nathan, I need to ask you a favor... Please notify all airports and train stations. If a woman named Titus Zane is trying to leave City B, could you help detain her..."
After ending the call, Nathan Moore looked out into the pitch-dark night, his lips curling into a cold arc.
Titus Zane, I’ve said it before, without my permission, you’ll never get to escape!
Tonight, destined to be an extraordinary night, yet for Titus Zane, it turned out to be a rare good night’s sleep.
For nearly a year, she had not had any nightmares, and upon opening her eyes, she saw a face she could only encounter in her dreams numerous times.
"Little Zane," just as she opened her eyes, a familiar voice penetrated her ear, warming her entire being.
"Logan, you’re awake." Titus Zane looked up, her lips curving, her eyes smiling genuinely from the heart.
"Little Zane," Logan Ray whispered her name again, cupping Titus Zane’s cheeks, his shiny eyes could not hide his excitement.
"Is it really you? Tell me, I am not dreaming."
"Logan, it’s really me," Titus Zane held Logan Ray’s hands, rubbing her cheeks against his palms, the arch of her lips growing increasingly warm.
Logan Ray held Titus Zane’s face, scrutinizing it carefully again and again, then suddenly hugged her tight, murmuring softly.
Titus Zane quietly nestled against Logan Ray’s chest, wrapping her arms around him in return.
The two embraced each other for a while, Logan then kissed the top of Titus Zane’s head, a sigh-like voice resonating above her.
"Little Zane, let’s leave together, leave City B, go back to Paris, and never return again, never."
"Okay..." Titus Zane immediately agreed without a second thought.
In fact, she thought a lot last night.
Leaving would enrage Nathan Moore, an unquestionable answer.
But he loves Olivia Zane so much, Titus Zane felt, he should not take it out on the entire Zane Family, because of his affection.
It seemed overnight Titus Zane had gained clarity on many things.
Before, worry, cowardice, and guilt clouded her mind, that’s why she believed Nathan Moore’s threats.
Now, she thought herself foolish.
Hearing Titus Zane’s consent, Logan Ray immediately let her go, pulling her to get up together.
"Let’s go, we will pack up now, I’ll call to book the tickets, we’ll take the earliest flight out."
He was worried she would change her mind.
"Okay, I’ll go pack right now." Looking at Logan Ray, Titus Zane’s expression was serious and resolute.
Hearing that Titus Zane was going back to Nathan Moore’s place to pack, Logan Ray couldn’t help but worry, his handsome eyebrows knitted tightly as he grasped her hand, "Forget about the luggage, when we return to Paris, I’ll buy everything new for you."
Knowing what Logan Ray was worried about, Titus Zane smiled, reassuring him.
"Logan, everything should be brought to a proper end. I’m going back to make things clear, to give an explanation to everyone."
"There are no buts. Even though Nathan Moore is a bastard, he won’t go as far as to lock me in a room." Titus Zane reassured again.
Logan Ray hesitated for a moment, then nodded, but his grip on Titus Zane’s hand involuntarily tightened.
"Little Zane, no matter what he says, do not waver!"
"Okay, I won’t waver!" Titus Zane nodded forcefully, as if making a firm resolution.
This time, she intended to live for herself and would not be shaken!