CHAPTER 330: CHAPTER 330: CAPTURING VERA HANSEN

Will stared at the face on the paper.

The terrifying scene from that night seemed to replay itself once more.

A shiver of goosebumps ran down his arms as a feeling of horror swept over him.

"Yes, it’s him!" Will said, his finger trembling as he pointed at the paper.

Chloe Langley leaned in to look at the portrait.

She had a stack of photos ready for Will to identify.

...

In the dimly lit room.

Vera Hansen was having breakfast.

The curtains in the whole room were drawn, and this place wasn’t a proper household since the man had stayed here for a long time without going out, leaving a strange smell inside.

Vera checked her phone, still no reply from Connor Goldsmith.

The man hadn’t returned, nor had she gone out; breakfast was the leftovers he brought her yesterday.

Due to the muggy weather, the food was starting to smell.

Vera couldn’t stand this.

She kept checking online with the man’s phone.

She found her reputation had completely collapsed.

With no guidance from Connor Goldsmith, the fan group had descended into chaos.

Only a few die-hard fans were still holding on.

Vera took another bite of the leftover bun, and a rancid taste hit her.

"Ugh..."

"Ptooey! Ptooey!" Vera was disgusted to the point of nausea.

Anger surged within her, and she tossed the bun aside.

She sniffed her sweaty, rancid odor.

This can’t go on!

...

Meanwhile.

Julian Lawson had recently moved much of his work to the apartment.

At this moment, he was handling company affairs in the study.

This place was quite close to Lawson Tower, so it was convenient for any immediate matters.

The medical team was standing by for treatment should Julian Lawson’s condition worsen.

At the moment, medical staff were conducting a routine checkup.

Julian Lawson stared thoughtfully at the computer screen beside him.

News kept popping up on the monitor.

Earl Jude Chaucer hurried over to deliver news in the early hours.

"President Lawson, our people have found Preston Langley’s whereabouts after searching for months!" Jude Chaucer said excitedly. "He’s now in Aeston!"

"But he’s very alert; he fled when he spotted our people, and now our team is searching the vicinity."

Preston Langley had been Lawson Corporation’s purchasing manager, until he did something unforgivable to Julian Lawson and was fired.

Preston Langley claimed to have returned to his hometown, but in reality, he was confined there, and he escaped months ago, with lower-level staff failing to report it, which Julian Lawson only just found out.

There was deep animosity between Julian Lawson and Preston Langley, almost a fight to the death.

Now, to know the enemy is in Aeston!

Preston Langley was very familiar with Aeston.

He was likely plotting to strike at Julian!

Jude Chaucer had been monitoring this all night; no one dared to imagine what a destitute madman might do.

But there was still no news now.

Julian Lawson furrowed his brow slightly.

Could he have escaped again?

As Julian Lawson pondered, the doorbell rang urgently.

Julian Lawson furrowed his brow slightly and pressed the visual doorbell intercom.

Found it was Jude Chaucer.

Jude Chaucer’s forehead was lined with sweat, showing his urgency.

Julian Lawson pressed to open the door.

Jude Chaucer hurriedly strode in.

"President Lawson, we just received a message ..." Jude Chaucer paused, eyeing the medical personnel.

Julian Lawson understood Jude Chaucer’s concern and asked them to rest.

After everyone had left, Julian Lawson looked at Jude Chaucer.

"What’s going on?" Julian Lawson’s gaze was sharp, "Have we found Preston Langley?"

Jude Chaucer shook his head, wiping sweat from his forehead.

"Preston Langley knows the surroundings well; that area is very chaotic, with many alleys and urban villages, and we were unable to find him quickly."

Jude Chaucer regulated his breath and said, "So we surrounded the area and sent people into the urban villages to search secretly."

"Then, then..."

Jude Chaucer took a deep breath and said, "We found Vera Hansen!"

Julian Lawson immediately tried to stand, but the pain knocked him back into his seat.

The pain hit, but Julian Lawson couldn’t afford distraction; he gritted his teeth and asked, "Where is she now?"

Jude Chaucer supported Julian Lawson, excitedly saying, "She’s been quietly captured without alarming anyone, now held in the secret house."

"Good." Julian Lawson’s voice was icy, his eyes filled with terrifying intent.

Hiring thugs to strike Serena Sterling, pushing her down the stairs, killing his child, feigning illness, fooling Julian Lawson completely!

All of this, all orchestrated by Vera Hansen!

In recent days, as he felt guilt and heartache for Serena Sterling, so he hated Vera Hansen.

"Take me to see her!" Julian Lawson’s voice seemed to come from the abyss.

"Yes!" Jude Chaucer’s heart pounded.

He immediately pushed Julian Lawson’s wheelchair downstairs.

Jude Chaucer felt immensely relieved.

Luckily, they had never ceased searching for Preston Langley, leading to increased personnel in chaotic areas, hence discovering Preston Langley’s trail.

And such chaotic areas were also hiding places for many in the gray area.

Vera Hansen happened to be hiding there too!

This was an unexpected surprise for Jude Chaucer.

Recent explosive news made him loathe Vera Hansen.

Especially after hearing the caretaker’s recording, which also contained content about him.

Julian Lawson was lifted into the car, which sped to a secret villa.

The villa’s underground second floor.

Vera Hansen kept shouting.

"Let me out! Who are you! Why did you bring me here! This is illegal detention!"

Vera Hansen shouted, but her guards wouldn’t let her leave.

Earlier, unable to bear hunger any longer, she went out to buy food.

She’d covered herself completely; mask, hat, coat, all possible concealment. But before she could even take a bite, she was captured.

At first, she wondered who it might be, but after being led here, she determined they weren’t police.

As for who they were, she had many guesses but couldn’t be certain yet.

"Do you hear me!" Vera’s mind raced as she shouted, "Do you know I’m with Julian Lawson! Dare to lock me up here; if he finds out, he’ll never spare you!"

"Let me out!"

With Vera’s last shout, the tightly shut door made a sound.

"Clack."

The sentry went to open the door, and it swung open.

Vera thought they’d feared her, but someone entered.

A wheelchair entered first.

Then, Julian Lawson’s cold, stern face appeared.