Chapter 94: What I fear is not retribution 2 Chapter 94: What I fear is not retribution 2 In the months they had been together, Arnold Johnson never spoke words of love.
But sometimes, she felt that his words were more pleasing than any sweet nothings.
As these thoughts crossed Victoria Garcia’s mind, Arnold Johnson’s phone rang.
When he took out his phone, the caller ID displayed “Little Lord.”
Now, every time “Little Lord” called, Victoria’s heart would tighten with anxiety.
“Mmm.”
“Okay.”
“On my way.”
Once he ended the call, Victoria looked at him with gleaming eyes, “Have you found Ava?”
“We’ve found her, she’s being held on an island in Southce.”
“Is she okay? Is she safe?” Victoria asked, still full of concern.
Arnold Johnson wasn’t annoyed by her fretting and simply responded, “Everything is fine.”
Soon after, Victoria and Arnold Johnson hurried onto Little Lord’s private plane.
When Earl Carter saw the two of them, he couldn’t help but crack a joke.
“Brother Johnson, had I known this earlier, I would’ve brought a lady along.”
“In my recollection, you only have bedfellows.”, Arnold retorted without holding back.
Earl Carter shamelessly responded, “Don’t reveal my faults in front of my sister-in-law.”
“In consideration for you calling her ‘Sister-in-law’, I won’t hold you accountable this time.”
As soon as Arnold Johnson finished, Earl Carter grinned at Victoria, “Thanks, sister-in-law.”
Victoria wanted to retort, I’m not your sister-in-law.
But considering her relationship with Arnold Johnson, she chose to stay silent.
As she stayed silent, even she didn’t notice the blush creeping onto her cheeks.
After the banter, Earl Carter explained to them how he located Amelia Wilson.
Elder Lady Collins and Harry Collins were very cautious when planning this, fully aware that Arnold Johnson would get involved, so they created an extremely meticulous plan, leaving no trace.
Harry Collins stayed on Southce Island all along, to avoid revealing any tracks on his way back.
However, we discovered his credit card transactions.
It wasn’t entirely his fault for this lapse, rather because he was being too careful.
It was because he didn’t use his own card, but his aunt’s card. In fact, Harry Collins’ aunt was always in Metropolis, so the appearance of her card’s transactions in Southce drew suspicion.
Where there is smoke, there’s fire.
Of course, we have to blame Arnold Johnson for being too predictive, expanding the scope of his tracking to his friends and relatives.
Victoria’s eyes involuntarily went to Arnold Johnson.
He exuded nobility within his grace, being ruthless but tender at the same time.
Such a man.
Or should one say, such an unattainable man, has chosen to focus on her.
Is this her misfortune, or her great fortune?
The plane landed on Southce Island at noon.
To be greeted by overwhelming heat.
Dressed in tank top and shorts, she stepped onto this beautiful island. As far as the eye could see, it was vast and boundless.
Soon, they boarded a yacht, headed straight for the island where Amelia Wilson is being held.