Pursuing My Ex Wife in Full Blooming Spring

Chapter 187

"I've been in love with Olivia since we met. I'm not asking you for much; All I know is that she's alone at a bar right now, and I can't fly home in time to be with her. Can you please do me a favor and bring her home? All I'm asking is for you to send her home safely. Can you do that for me, please?" Connor's tone was sincere.

Scott stared at the direction in front of him, and his gaze landed on the sliver in the door he left ajar. The lights within the room already turned out. It seemed that Naomi went to bed already.

"You know full well what she's doing, Connor."

Connor let out a bitter chuckle. "I know, Scott, but you have found someone you care about too. Surely you'd know how I feel?"

Scott was silent once more.

Connor tightened his grip around his phone and said, "Scott, just help me this one time. I'm worried about her being all alone in a dangerous place like that. Please, I'm begging you."

Scott's expression darkened. "Connor, you know indulging her is only going to make her worse."

"I know, Scott, but just this once. Please. I'm begging you, Scott."

After a long time, Scott finally replied, "Just this once, and never again."

With that, he hung up and proceeded to dial another phone number, his gaze never leaving the door.

"Sorry, the number you have dialed cannot be reached at the moment. Please—"

Scott glanced at the time. It was already 11 p.m.

He hung up and dialed another number, but this one got picked up just within three seconds of the call going through. "Hello?"

"Help me find someone."

"Who is it?"

"Olivia Carver."

Jonas was silent for a moment, but Scott's voice came once more, "Find her as soon as you can." Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

"Will do, Scott."

Scott hung up and in the meantime, Jonas dialed another number and barked, "I want coordinates on Olivia Carver. I want them as soon as possible! If she's in any danger of any kind, I want men dispatched to protect her at all costs!"

"Yes, sir."

With that, Jonas hung up and dialed someone else's number, but the robotic voice repeated, "Sorry, the number you have dialed cannot be reached at the moment."

Jonas stared in disbelief at the time. It was only 11 p.m., and yet Dylan could not be reached.

Jonas called the same person Scott attempted to get in touch with the first time—Dylan, but he could not be reached on both accounts.

Meanwhile, Scott went back into the room to check on Naomi.

Naomi always favored sleeping on her side, and that night was no different. At this moment, she was sleeping on her side, facing the window. Her long eyelashes fluttered with every breath, and the moonlight from the night sky illuminated her in a warm, serene glow.

She was fast asleep and had no idea what happened.

Scott stared at her for a long time before finally leaving, but this time, he closed the door behind him.

Not long after he got into the car, Scott received a distressing call. "Hello?"

"Olivia's drink was spiked and she was taken away by someone. I've already dispatched my men to where her last location was."

Scott lifted his head to stare out at the night sky. "What's the address?"

"Mandarin Oriental."