His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 560

Deep into the night, Elmsworth International Airport was a hive of hidden activity beneath its tranquil facade. Dangers lurked in the shadows, unseen but palpable.

Aaron had teamed up with the Customs Chief to hunt down their elusive prey, operating with utmost caution to avoid causing public alarm or disrupting the regular flight schedule. They had initiated the highest level of scrutiny, casting a dragniet across the airport’s expanse.

Their target was the slippery Eden, who they were determined to capture on sight, cornered and unsuspecting.

Plainclothes officers mingled with the crowds in the airport terminal, while members of the Ashbourne and Fairhaven groups stood guard beyond the customs checkpoint.

Tonight, the airport was a spider’s web, meticulously woven and waiting for Eden to blunder into its threads.

Time ticked away, each second stretching into eternity.

Aaron, Cassius, and Jareth stood in the surveillance room, tension drawn tight as bowstrings, eyes stinging from the strain of unblinking vigilance. Yet, they could afford no lapse in attention.

“Captain Ashbourne,” Jareth broke the silence, his voice a mix of weariness and impatience, “what if Eder’s been off the grid because he’s had plastic surgery? What if he’s walking right under our noses with a brand new face and we can’t even recognize him?”

Jareth’s efforts that night, gave him a patient glance. “And how would he have been spotted

and he chuckled, embarrassed, “Ah, right, you’ve got a point

could only shake his head in silent amusement.

was about complementing each other’s strengths and

snapped everyone to attention as he braced himself against the

enlarged to reveal a most unexpected sight – Avery, pushing a wheelchair with his mother seated in it,

Avery? He dares to show his face?” Jareth hissed, his

well be planning to escape using it,” Cassius said, his voice as cold as ice, his gaze fixed on the screen. “His appearance, especially with his mother in

gravely. “Too coincidental to be a coincidence. It’s got

out bitterly, “The bastard’s really asking for

reluctant

we can’t overlook any part of this airport. Keep close tabs on Avery and his movements. If necessary, he won’t be allowed to leave either,” Cassius commanded, his features set in a mask

checkpoint with his mother and entourage, was making his way toward his private

asked, her expression an incongruous blend of innocence and confusion.