CHAPTER 495: CHAPTER 495: NOTHING LEFT TO LIVE FOR

Study.

Poe Vaughn sat in the office chair, looking at the contents in the notebook, holding his phone and listening to the voice coming from it.

"The person is out, nothing happened, fully intact with no missing limbs. His spirits are good, he even caused a fuss, shouting that he wants to find the person who set him up and take revenge."

"Your little brother is quite restless, completely opposite to your nature."

Ethan Ainsworth’s voice was very cheerful, sounding like a spectator watching a play, thoroughly enjoying the drama.

Poe Vaughn’s fingertip rested on the mouse, sliding it. As the mouse moved, the details also came into view.

Listening to the teasing, his expression remained unchanged, and he spoke up: "Take him to the airport. Keep an eye on him, and once he arrives domestically tomorrow, hand him over to the Rhodes Family."

"No problem."

"I’ll arrange it as you say."

"But speaking of which, your brother really is worrisome. If no one watches over him, he might seriously go back to seek revenge on the person who set him up."

As he spoke, Ethan Ainsworth remembered the actual purpose of his call and said, "We’ve found out the person behind this. He’s just a small thug, playing around outside. He’s bold, smart, and knows how to handle things. He recently got close to Julian Rhodes, knowing Julian’s identity and the situation of the Rhodes Family and the Vaughn Family, which is why he dared to set Julian up."

"We investigated this person’s past contacts and circumstances. He’s just someone looking for quick money, and he has conned quite a few people. Every time he cons someone, he runs far away to avoid trouble. The people he’s conned before didn’t have as good a background as Julian Rhodes. The reason he dared to involve Julian this time is likely because he knows the feud between the Vaughn Family and the Rhodes Family and is aware that his mother is not favored by the Rhodes Family."

"Even if something happens to Julian, the Rhodes Family wouldn’t intervene, and neither would the Vaughn Family. That’s why this person dared to make a move. After he set Julian up, he fled early, and he’s been missing these past two days. But rest assured, I’ve already sent people to find him, and we’ll hand him over to you."

Finishing up, Ethan Ainsworth added, "I’ve sent you the information on that person. Have you received it?"

Poe Vaughn looked at the information, and the mouse continued to slowly scroll down.

The information he was currently reviewing was the one sent by Ethan Ainsworth, detailing the ins and outs of this incident, the people involved, and the identity of the opposing party.

"Yes."

Receiving a response, Ethan Ainsworth smirked, "So, what do you think? Do you have any thoughts?"

"Do you think this person might be the mastermind?"

When Ethan Ainsworth wants to investigate someone, it’s extremely easy. His intelligence network and connections are extensive. If he wants to investigate someone or rescue someone, he can do it in no time.

For now, the information obtained seems to be what he just mentioned, but a deeper investigation would require more time.

However, this information is not simple, and he believes this person already knows it in their heart.

"How much did you spend getting him out this time?"

Ethan Ainsworth blinked, then smiled, "Would I spend money to get someone out? Truth be told, I’m practically half their boss. If I ask for a release, would they dare not listen?"

"But... Although I didn’t spend money, it was because I was there that we were able to get your brother out so easily. It wouldn’t be easy for just anyone."

Poe Vaughn scrolled the mouse to the bottom, having finished reading all the information.

Upon hearing this obvious attempt to gain benefits, he raised his gaze to the computer’s time: "At the core, wasn’t it your people who worked with them to make this possible?"

In an instant, the smile on Ethan Ainsworth’s face froze.

Poe Vaughn listened to the silence over the phone and continued, "Contact me when you find the person."

With that, he hung up the phone.

Ethan Ainsworth: "..."

The phone echoed a busy tone, while Ethan Ainsworth’s face showed no emotion or expression.

He wanted to be credited, to have this person owe him a significant favor.

In the end, a simple sentence from this person not only didn’t get him any advantage but instead left him indebted.

And yet, he couldn’t find any reason to refute it.

What a... frustration!

Ethan Ainsworth put down the phone, feeling indignant.

However, soon enough, he furrowed his brows.

Could it be that this person surmised his involvement from the beginning, which is why they approached him?

After all, this person could resolve an issue without seeking him out just as well.

Especially since this incident was truly minor, not an issue at all for this person.

Yet they sought him out, knowing the case was tied to him, thus making him owe them?

Suddenly, Ethan Ainsworth felt utterly hopeless.

Outsmarting this person is truly difficult...

Poe Vaughn hung up and put down the phone, looking out at the sky.

It was past eight, and the night had already cloaked everything, covering the daytime’s blue sky, white clouds, and sea with a veil of night.

Streetlights illuminated the surroundings, casting a warm glow over the night.

Everything was presented in a new fabric.

Seeing the scene outside, faintly, distant voices, laughter, and conversations added warmth to the night.

His eyes shifted slightly, taking his gaze back, closing the notebook, and leaving the study.

On the beach, there seemed to be more people, making it livelier than before.

People enjoyed the cool evening breeze, eating delicious food, and playing games with friends.

At this time, Ava Sterling and that little child were still building their structure.

The two were very dedicated, not losing focus for a moment. Even the little child stood, circling around his creation, focusing intently.

Ava Sterling paid no attention to the people behind her, not even hearing the commotion. She was wholly devoted to building the house in her mind.

Then, following along, she stood up and scooped sand from the side, seriously building the house.

Just like that, suddenly, the little child spoke up, "I’m done!"

His voice was full of confidence, very satisfied with his work.

Upon hearing the child’s voice, Ava Sterling’s hands didn’t stop nor did she panic; she continued with her finishing touches. Nonetheless, she responded, "I’m not done yet; I still need a while."

"Okay."

Sylvie Ainsworth liked his castle a lot, exuding confidence and feeling like he would win.

He was always highly confident in his work.

And this confidence wasn’t blind; it was backed by skill.

Upon hearing Ava Sterling’s response, he immediately turned to look, and then, he froze.