Behind her, the man’s footsteps chased urgently. Gan Yuan sped up toward the exit, meanwhile pulling out the alarm that Charlie had given her from her bag and forcefully pressing the red button on top.
Bodyguard Charlie, along with several subordinates, rushed in. Seeing her, he immediately came forward to greet her.
Gan Yuan commanded in a deep voice, and quickly rushed down the steps.
Charlie protected her side as they dashed toward the steps, while taking out his phone to order the driver to bring the car around.
As the group dashed down the steps, the car had already arrived below. Charlie stretched out his hand to open the door, and Gan Yuan immediately slid into the seat.
Before she could settle into the back seat, Gan Yuan already shouted out her command.
The car started and drove away from the Duke Locke Residence’s gate.
Glancing sideways, watching Moses rush out of the Duke Residence through the rearview mirror, Gan Yuan’s brows were tightly furrowed until the car turned a corner and Moses’s figure could no longer be seen in the rearview mirror. Only then did she let out a soft sigh of relief.
Outside the Duke Residence.
Moses rushed out of the gate, watching the receding car, realizing he was too late to catch up. He fiercely raised his hand and, out of sheer frustration, smashed his cellphone against the car window.
The bodyguard gripping the steering wheel ducked his head and didn’t dare to move.
The butler hurried out, followed by Nancy and others trailing behind.
Watching the man at the bottom of the steps with a face full of anger, everyone wisely chose not to provoke him further.
"Mr. Moses." Qian Xueying, holding up her skirt, walked down the steps, following his gaze toward the empty road in the distance, "If you’re looking for Gan Yuan, I know where she is."
Moses turned his face, his black eyes formally looking at her for the first time.
Qian Xueying lifted her lips, "She’s staying at Prince’s suburban farm."
Moses turned his face and took a step to leave. Just as he took a foot forward, a pale and slender arm stretched from behind him, grabbing onto his sleeve.
He turned his face, his gaze lingering a second on the pale hand, then his eyes moved up to land on the owner of the hand—Qian Xueying’s face.
Two words, tone ice cold.
"Mr. Moses." Qian Xueying didn’t remove her fingers, her beautiful face showing concern, "I must remind you, that’s the Prince’s territory. Going there , you won’t be welcomed."
In his life, what he detested the most was being threatened by others.
Moses’s tone grew colder, "If you don’t want your hand broken, remove it!"
Qian Xueying released her fingers, and he immediately walked toward the car.
"Going there , you won’t be able to see her, don’t forget, this is A Country, where nobody can force the Prince’s people." Qian Xueying, watching him proceed to the side of the car, raised her voice slightly, "If Mr. Moses believes me, I have a way that can help you see her, without offending the Prince in the process."
Moses scoffed, "You think I’d be afraid of him?"
"Of course not!" Qian Xueying quickly stepped down the stairs and came up beside him, "But I believe Mr. Moses is a smart man."
A smart man, obviously, would not carelessly provoke an enemy like Huangfu Jue.
This point, Moses understood without her needing to say it.
Moses lifted his hand to hold the car door, hesitated for two seconds, and finally turned his face around.
Qian Xueying’s eyes flashed with a barely discernible shine.