Love Has its Will by Selena Lewis

Chapter 381

Twenty minutes later, the Maybach stopped on the greenbelt. The car window rolled down and the shadows shone on Jim’s face. Jim narrowed his eyes and

watched the black Cayenne drive into the villa opposite. When he saw Cayenne enter the villa, Jim dialed a number. He put his mobile phone to his ear and waited for the connection.

The call went through. Jim’s magnetic voice sounded. “Mrs. Cassel, he went in. I couldn’t go in. I could only wait at the entrance.”

Keeping the call, Jim sent the address to Savanna.

Savanna quickly replied, “Keep a close eye on him.”

Jim had just sent the word ‘OK’ when he saw a luxury car coming from the right. The car turned a corner and immediately rushed to the villa. The white. railing lifted and the car went in.

Jim was sharp-eyed. He saw that the license plate number on the back of the car was 2277. He quickly searched for the owner of the car.

Sure enough, the owner was Rafael.

Jim immediately told the news to Savanna.

Brandon went in first, and Rafael followed him. They met secretly inside.

Jim got out of the car and looked at the entrance of the villa. The old guard was dozing. He walked over and knocked on the table. The old man opened his sleepy eyes and raised his eyebrows. He seemed to ask, “What’s up?”

“Hello, I’m going to do something. I’ll be out soon.”

The old man glanced at Jim and his car. He shook his head and muttered,

“No.”

Jim was not angry. He pointed to the front and said patiently, “I know the owner of the car just now. He doesn’t live here. If he can enter, why can’t I?”

The old man followed the direction of his finger and looked at the car that was looking for a parking spot. The old man said seriously, “He is a friend of Mr.

Goodwin. He often comes here. I don’t know you. I can’t let you in.”

Jim was secretly pleased to see that. He pretended to be angry. “Does Mr. Goodwin live there? Which Mr. Goodwin? Maybe he is my friend.”

The old man carefully looked at Jim. He curled his mouth contemptuously, “Are you qualified to be a friend of Mr. Goodwin? He just came back from abroad not long ago. You are lying. If you don’t leave, I’ll call the police.”

The old man didn’t believe Jim at all.

do inside. Let me in.

extremely low, with

man was impartial.” He said, “The people living here are all rich. I cannot let you in. If something happens, I

that, Jim turned and crossed the road to

from the greenbelt. He drove to the villa and hid in the shadow.

all his strength to investigate the information. He found the owner of this villa called Tyrell Goodwin.

parents when he was young. He was raised by the orphanage director. Many years ago, he moved overseas because of a spécial matter. He had

gaze fell on the words ‘psychological illness’ for a long time.

about an hour before he saw

stopped and the white railing was raised. At that time, the window rolled down. The old man seemed to

stepped on the accelerator and chased all the way.

the Rose Villas, Jim drove

to Jim’s report and thought hard about

villa in Blue Hill was bought five years ago. It is said that at that time, he had a girlfriend. However, I could not find the photo of his girlfriend. I just found his only

handed Savanna

lowered her eyes and looked

Looking closely, Tyrell’s neck was slightly shorter than Brandon’s. If Savanna was not familiar with

her phone. They

sighed, “They are so similar. Mrs. Cassel, do you

not answer this question.

in danger.

the photo on the table. She put her hands on her cheeks and closed her eyebrows. “Jim, I’m just worried about

She didn’t want to say anything

Mrs. Cassel, we have to believe in Mr. Cassel’s ability. No

ached as if

longer. “Jim, we must find Brandon as soon as possible.”

The appearance of Tyrell is a good clue. Since Rafael and Tyrell have

went to talk to Trevin.

was going to work. Savanna

Brandon’s things and throw them out of the

Brandon returned to the Rose Villas. Seeing the scattered luggage on the ground, his heart sank. He wanted to open the door. However, the system prompted that his fingerprint did not match the lock. He knew the door

He lashed out angrily. There was no response from inside. He even put his

It was not Savanna or Lizeth,

He shouted, “Who are you? What are

a poker face. He said, “I am Ms. Thompson’s bodyguard. I am sorry, your

want to continue pretending. He was furious. “Go away! I’m going back to my house. What are you talking about? Let

Savanna’s foot