Chapter 512: The Stamp-Collecting Mentality of Men

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If it were only Sebastian Lewis planning this, Roy Lewis would have already sent people to kidnap the target.

Because with Sebastian’s brain, he wouldn’t think too thoroughly.

However, with Jayden Dunn and Mason Lilliput in the mix, Roy Lewis had to proceed with caution.

Going too early would only startle the snake in the grass.

Mr. Mitchell was worried, “Master Lewis, it’s difficult for us to track them on the water route. We may or may not lose track of them. If something goes wrong with the tracker on Dr. Dunn or if there’s an accident, it might be hard to remedy the situation.”

But Roy Lewis seemed very confident.

“No, she can handle it. She said that in an emergency, she will send a signal in her own way. Now everything is calm, which means that the situation on her side is optimistic and also indicates that kidnapping someone now wouldn’t yield any major gains. We’ll wait a little later to see if the mole can find the exit of the water route.”

Sebastian Lewis and Jayden Dunn wouldn’t show their faces so soon. Moreover, the current group of people might not even be under Sebastian and Jayden’s orders directly.

Although Mr. Mitchell was an elite from the police team, he was very respectful in front of Roy Lewis.

“Fine, let’s arrange to be nearby for now. When there are new clues, we will plan accordingly.”

The location of Richelle Dunn had not moved for over an hour.

Roy Lewis still looked calm, but Mr. Mitchell was edgy.

“Master Lewis, could there have been an accident?”

Roy Lewis, however, was still very certain.

“No, the people there are obviously cautious. They’re probably waiting for the right time to transfer her.”

Indeed, Roy Lewis’ guess was correct.

From Richelle’s perspective, she had been resting with her eyes closed for over an hour, but the surrounding area was only occasionally disturbed by footsteps, all of which were small in range and steady.

She still hadn’t heard any conversation between them.

Richelle guessed that these people could either be waiting for a predetermined time to move her,

Or they were waiting for a notification about when and how to transfer her.

In other words, none of the people present were the true masterminds. They were all puppets following orders.

After an unknown amount of time, she heard more faint footsteps with someone approaching from a distance.

Soon, she smelled takeaway food.

Then her mouth was unsealed, and she felt food being handed to her.

“Open your mouth, eat something.”

It was that woman from earlier.

Richelle wasn’t one to refuse food, as she would need to conserve her strength to deal with these people later.

So, she obediently opened her mouth to eat.

Afterward, she heard the woman chuckle.

“I heard you were pretty tough, but you’re so docile and amiable!”

Richelle faintly sensed hostility in the woman’s words, so she said,

“Right now, the only thing I can move is my mouth. How tough can I be?”

The woman clicked her tongue, “And here I thought you’d be strong-willed. You’re nothing like that. You’re as soft as a feather. What were men even thinking?”

Richelle laughed, “Men, of course, want to taste all kinds of flavors! The more powerful the man, the more true this is. It’s like collecting stamps. They want every style and every price, in order to have a complete collection.”

The woman seemed annoyed by Richelle’s openness and insight, feeding her even more rudely.

Richelle continued chatting while eating, “You, Miss, must be the heroic type. Men usually only see those like you as brothers and wouldn’t dare have too many other ideas..”