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Chapter 702: Unnaturally Quiet!
Chapter 702: Unnaturally Quiet!
Chapter 702: Chapter 702: Unnaturally Quiet!
A thick fog had enveloped Landon the next day.
White fog had begun to condense overnight and by morning, it remained stubbornly.
The sky was a dull grey, and the fog was filled with dust and sand, rendering the city a dreary shade of grey-yellow.
Most pedestrians wore masks, hurrying about on their errands.
Vehicles flowed on the streets in a continuous stream, much like a parade of horses and flowing rivers.
Cheney Group’s building was located in the prime downtown area. Due to the heavy fog, only half of the building could be seen clearly.
Nevertheless, the heavy smog could not hide the building’s sharpness and cutting-edge design.
Chris Fern, wearing a mask, parked his car in Cheney’s underground parking lot.
He took the key to the safe and made his way towards the underground passage in the Cheney building.
The design of the entire building reflected Sylvan Cheney’s straightforward and resolute character — efficient, decisive, without superfluous lines.
Chris Fern, slender as he was, wore a grey coat that accentuated his lean figure.
In his hand, he held the key to the safe.
After getting hold of the documents, he intended to take Yolanda Fern back to Lonton.
Watching her in torment made him uneasy.
According to the property notary, the safe was hidden somewhere in the underground passage.
Chris Fern’s boots struck the ground, sending echoes throughout the eerily quiet passage.
The underground passage was incredibly quiet, amplifying the sound of his footsteps and even producing echoes.
However, the further he went, the faster his heart pounded.
All of a sudden, his eyeballs started to twitch and a cold sweat trickled down his back.
It was too quiet here!
An unnaturally profound silence!
Chris Fern stopped in his tracks. His eyes glimmered with intensity and he clenched his fists tightly around the safe key.
He stood still, like a leopard, vigilantly surveying his surroundings.
Nothing appeared amiss.
Rubbing his temples, he couldn’t shake his lingering unease — everything was going too smoothly.
From Sylvan Cheney’s resultant disability to the landslide in T City, to the unexpected discovery of Lilac Serval, the successful paternity test, and finally obtaining Sylvan Cheney’s assets – everything had gone suspiciously smoothly.
His heart was pounding wildly; in the quiet space, he could hear his frantic heartbeat!
Things were going so well, it was as if Sylvan Cheney had been completely under his control.
But knowing what kind of man Sylvan Cheney was, how could he fall so easily into his trap?!
“Something’s not right!” Chris Fern abruptly murmured in alarm, fear flickering in his eyes.
It was as though a jolt of electricity had passed through him.
He had just realized the trap!
Tearing off in the opposite direction, Chris Fern took out his cell phone and raced toward the exit!
Panic and anxiety were written all over his face. His face was deathly pale, not even his mask could hide his panic.
Taking out his cell phone, he dialled Yolanda Fern’s number!
However, since Yolanda had taken a sleeping pill last night and was still in the hotel, it took him three tries to get through.
Out of breath, Chris Fern gasped, “Yolanda, wake up… something’s not right… we’ve walked into a trap!”
“What? Chris, could you clearly explain what…?”
“Yolanda, I’m telling you…”
“Bang!”
A gunshot rang out crisply, the bullet accurately piercing Chris Fern’s hand!
“Clang”, his cell phone slipped right out of his hand!
The call cut off.
Before he could get out of the underground passage, Chris Fern looked up to see Charles Mcintosh approaching.
A deep and stern expression was etched on Charles’s angular face, his cold eyes sharp as blades.
He walked towards Chris, a small black handgun in his right hand.
His expression was stern, devoid of emotion.
His gaze, as sharp as a knife or sword, fixated on Chris’s face.
The underground passage was extraordinarily quiet, only the sound of Charles’s footsteps could be heard.