Chapter 175: Chapter 175 The Happiest Days
Who knows her itinerary?
Chloe Brooke and Ian Linton’s wedding, and Daisy Ginger’s attendance at it—he found out only when he returned home and saw Daisy changing clothes.
Besides him, who else would know, apart from Daisy’s two chat friends in the group, Zoe Hilker and Ethan Pond?
Edward Stephens walked out of the deputy bureau office with a stern expression, and Ethan Pond and Ian Linton had just filed out of the interrogation room.
Everyone’s face was extremely grave, all likely having received the same news.
They all have alibis: On the day of the incident, Edward Stephens was at home, Ethan Pond and Zoe Hilker were working at the bar, while Chloe Brooke and Ian Linton were hosting their wedding.
If it was done by someone familiar, then who among them kidnapped Daisy Ginger?
While scrutinizing each other, their eyes carried traces of vigilance and suspicion.
Ethan Pond licked his lip ring, glanced at Edward Stephens and Ian Linton, and said, "I don’t care whose hands Ginger’s in now; when I catch them, I’ll beat them half to death before calling the police."
Edward Stephens rolled his eyes at him, shoved his hands into his pockets, and walked out silently.
Ethan Pond stood behind, watching Edward leave, and quietly said to Zoe Hilker, "This guy, could he possibly..."
Everyone knows Edward Stephens was forced to marry Daisy Ginger. Could he be fed up with the marriage and chose to act first?
Zoe Hilker, feverish and drowsy, sneezed, looked at Chloe Brooke and Ian Linton, and whispered, "Let’s head back."
Right now, everyone’s guarding against everyone; random speculation does no one any good.
Since the police have summoned them, it indicates that the five of them are suspects under police surveillance. If anyone has the slightest movement after returning, they might be arrested.
This is a warning. Even if the kidnapper wants to handle Daisy Ginger now, they’d have to weigh whether they can avoid the police’s watch.
*
Night falls.
Ian Linton picked up some takeout and drove towards the company.
He parked the car at the company entrance, and as usual, carried the packed box inside.
As his figure disappeared into the company, a slender silhouette wearing a baseball cap slowly appeared in front of his car.
He looked up at the illuminated office lights on the twenty-eighth floor and slightly squinted his eyes.
...
"Director Ginger," Ian Linton walked into the break room with the packed box, turned on the light, placed the food on the table, and addressed Daisy Ginger, who was sitting on the bed with her wrist handcuffed by his hand, "I bought your favorite braised shrimps today. They’re very fresh, have them while they’re hot?"
Daisy Ginger slightly raised her chin, "How can I eat like this, tied up?"
Ian Linton looked at her, and with a bitter smile said, "If you were a bit more cooperative, I wouldn’t have the heart to tie you up like this. You scratched my face like this, almost making me slip up, so tell me, how could I dare let you move freely?"
His tone carried traces of helplessness, as if what he did was seemingly for her own good.
Daisy Ginger, never in her life, had suffered such humiliation. She stared at Ian Linton smilingly, increasingly cold and charming, "Do you think you can keep me bound forever?"
"Of course, I couldn’t bear to treat you like that," Ian Linton approached, looking at her face with brown eyes full of tenderness and lingering affection, "Perhaps you won’t understand, but these past few days have indeed been my happiest."
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