My Ex-husband Begs Me Back novel Chapter 813

Chapter 813 Registration

"Jeremiah, can you get in touch with Mr. Norman?" Preston didn't answer his question but instead brought up the matter concerning Austin at the moment. Preston said, "Whether Austin gets caught or safely returns to Campole, do you think Ayan will spare Norman Group? It's best to completely sever ties with Norman Group right now. So, think it over."

Jeremiah immediately hushed and after a while, he said, "I need to request permission from Mr. Norman before I can give you an answer."

Preston smiled faintly, "I can wait, but Jeremiah, I hope you understand that if you can't contact Mr. Norman tonight, you must give me a definite answer. If you can't make the decision, I might just release a statement unilaterally. Understand?"

Jeremiah was taken aback by this statement.

He became somewhat agitated and said, "Mr. Baxter, you've been cooperating with Mr. Norman for so long, and he always accommodates your requests. Isn't what you're doing a bit inappropriate?"

"It's precisely because of our cooperation that I'm doing this. If we don't prepare for the worst, then we'll have nothing. Is that what you want? Of course, what I'm doing now is just a precautionary measure. If there's nothing wrong, that's even better. But if something does happen, we're not afraid. What do you say?"

Compared to Jeremiah's excitement, Preston remained calm and composed, explaining his reasoning to Jeremiah with a calm and gentle voice, which made Jeremiah swayed.

Jeremiah promised Preston that he would give him an answer tonight.

Afterward, Jeremiah tried various ways to contact Austin, but there were no results.

Preston was well aware of this.

Austin was being sought after by people everywhere. He had offended Ayan, and Ayan would stop at nothing to find him.

Preston stood silently by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing outside. A faint hint of indifference appeared on his face, making it difficult to discern what he was thinking.

Approaching eleven o'clock, Quintus called. He said, "Mr. Baxter, everything has been taken care of. I've compiled all the projects directly related to Norman Group and sent them to Jeremiah. Your position at Norman Group has been canceled, and Jeremiah knows about it. He didn't question it, so I believe he tacitly agreed. The procedures went smoothly."

"Good. Correct all the projects we're currently involved in at Hance City under the name of the company I had you register."

"Alright, understood."

Ever since Preston arrived in Hance City, he had been in contact with Quintus. He had Quintus register an investment company in his name called Chia Tai Investment Company.

Therefore, Preston had long planned to completely sever ties with Norman Group because Austin was of little use to him now. He wouldn't waste his time and energy on someone he couldn't exploit.

As for why he didn't register the company under his own name, perhaps only he himself knew what he was thinking!

It was already late into the night.

But there was still no news from Austin.

They had been searching for him for most of the night, and everyone was exhausted.

Since it wasn't officially declared as a case yet, the police couldn't continue the search. Otherwise, as the morning came, more and more people would become aware of the situation, and it would escalate, leading to the arrested individuals being investigated under the police's name.

So, after discussing with Kian, Logan decided to call off the search.

It was getting late, and Kian hadn't reported to Ayan, leaving a small group of people to continue the search while the others rested temporarily and resumed searching in the streets after daybreak.

Just as the majority of the team withdrew, a dark figure emerged from a public restroom near the hot spring villa and silently followed the team as they left.

Shortly after the dark figure departed, Kian glanced at his phone and said to one of the bodyguards beside him, "Let everyone know they can stop searching. Mr. Simpson has arranged supper and hotel accommodations for you all. Rest well and tomorrow we'll go together to one of Simpson Group's hotels to have a good meal and relax."

"Thank you, Mr. Simpson. Thank you, Kian."

"No need to thank me. It's all Mr. Simpson's kindness."

As for other matters, they could discuss them after daybreak.

While Austin was taking a shower, Preston prepared the clothes for him and the takeout arrived.

After Austin finished eating, Preston didn't rush to give him time to rest. Instead, the two of them sat face to face on the living room sofa. Preston handed his phone to Austin, and the screen displayed the events of tonight. Although it didn't reveal what had exactly happened, as the person involved, Austin understood it at a glance.

Austin glanced at the phone and then put it down, looking fearlessly at Preston. He asked, "Mr. Baxter, what is this about?"

"Mr. Norman, I called you earlier in the day and asked you the same question. How did you respond back then? You said you didn't take Camille away. So, what about now? If it wasn't you, would Ayan go to such lengths? Would you be hiding and evading like this?"

Preston's tone didn't carry much anger or any particular emotion of displeasure.

Austin's expression changed slightly, and a hint of coldness crept into his tone as he replied, "Is Mr. Baxter blaming me for something?"

Preston smiled faintly. "Why would I? I'm simply telling Mr. Norman that since we are in collaboration, we should maintain honesty rather than keeping things hidden like this. Don't you agree?"

Austin remained silent, his expression not too pleasant. He felt that Preston had no right to accuse him.

While they joined hands, Preston was only attached to him and Norman Group. If it weren't for his connection to Norman Group, Preston couldn't have returned to Hance City so openly.

It was simply ridiculous.

So, why did Preston think he had the authority to speak to him like this?

He was just a business partner attached to Norman Group. Such a person should show him respect instead of questioning him in this manner.

Austin narrowed his eyes slightly, a trace of coldness appearing in them. He coldly asked, "Is Mr. Baxter accusing me of hiding something from you, or is it because you think I'm feeling sorry for Camille since I kidnapped her? Mr. Baxter, have you forgotten that Camille is Ayan's wife? Even if you feel sorry for her, it's not your concern. Don't you understand that?"