Chapter 262: SHE HAS A LOT TO TELL YOU
Chapter 262: SHE HAS A LOT TO TELL YOU
Ramon snorted when he noticed what it was. "Then, why did you change your mind now?"
It didn\'t make much sense to Ramon for Ian to change his mind at the last second unless something had triggered him. Was it because of Hailee? If that\'s true, Ian had better keep his mouth shut otherwise, like what Ramon said earlier, his jealousy can be very destructive.
Ian chose the safe option by not answering Ramon\'s question. He took the small microphone attached to the inside of his jacket and threw it on the ground, before he finally stepped on the object until it shattered.
"Get out of here now Ramon," said Ian hastily, he looked around him with concern. "Otherwise you won\'t be able to get out of here alive."
At first, Ian thought that Ramon would immediately run out of there and take his bodyguard away. And regarding the consequences that Ian would have to face? in the future, he could think about them later.
Maybe Ian would regret this decision, but now all he wanted was for the man in front of him to step back and return to Hailee.
Only, Ramon didn\'t seem to take the warning Ian seriously. Hearing those words, he only responded by raising his eyebrows, as if questioning Ian\'s attitude.
"Leave now Ramon! This place is under siege!" Ian exclaimed impatiently. Why is this man so slow to read the situation? If he was like this, then they would both be in danger and what Ian did for him would only be in vain.
"You mean being surrounded like this?" Ramon clapped his hands twice and from behind the tall buildings and the broken doors of the buildings emerged armed men dressed in all black who numbered in the dozens, were it not for their movements and the rustling sound of this silent night, then Ian wouldn\'t even notice they were there.
"You think I\'d come to a place like this unprepared?" Ramon snorted at Ian. A menacing smile crossed his lips, the same lips that always gave Hailee a warm smile.
This is Ramon in the eyes of outsiders, this is him when he has to deal with people who interfere with his plans and this is Mr. Tordoff whom the bodyguards knew.
A man who is cold and tends to be cruel to his enemies. He was a man who would strike first before his enemy took the first move. Full of deception and intrigue.
Therefore, they could not understand how Mrs. Tordoff could make Ramon seem like a normal guy whenever they were together.
"This…" Ian gasped as he looked around him. This place is full of Ramon\'s people!
But, how long have they been here?!
Ian firmly believed that the mysterious men had stationed snipers in several corners of the building as well as several armed men behind every door near them.
But how could Ramon\'s men take things over without making a sound?
The answer, of course, was none other than that the people who worked for the Tordoffs were highly trained elites. They could not possibly endanger the safety of their family head in the hands of random people.
This was Ian\'s first time experiencing something like this and also his first experience witnessing firsthand what Ramon Tordoff was really capable of.
It wasn\'t strange that people were afraid of him. This man moves in silence, but his every decision and action is truly lethal.
Just before Ian could ask the thousand questions that were bouncing around in his mind, David approached Ramon and whispered something to him.
"Bring them here," Ramon ordered very calmly.
Getting the order, David immediately spoke to the rest of his members via cellphone and walked a little away from Ramon to give him and Ian some personal space, since the situation was already brought under control.
"So you\'re using this to let them listen to our conversation?" Ramon kicked the remnants of the microphone Ian had destroyed earlier. "What do they really want to know?" he asked.
Ian gritted his teeth tightly. Their original plan was to take Ramon away from that place, Ian did not know where or what they would do to Ramon. He was only ordered to take Ramon to the black van that was waiting behind the building.
The microphone was just a precautionary measure in case Ian said things he didn\'t need to and also to avoid things like this when he changed his mind at the last second.
And if something like that were to happen, they would kill Ramon on the spot.
Unfortunately, the plan they thought was foolproof didn\'t go as expected.
Ian said everything he knew, and there really wasn\'t much information he could give Ramon.
"Did you call me to set me up that morning?" asked Ramon again after Ian explained everything.
"No," Ian replied. He rubbed his face roughly and saw Ramon\'s men capture the attackers hiding in the darkness and take them away.
He didn\'t know what Ramon would do to them, but Ian certainly wasn\'t interested in knowing it, while he himself wasn\'t in a good position.
"I really wanted your help at that time," Ian admitted. "But they somehow found out about the phone call I made to you and took my sister away. I have no other choice." Ian gritted his teeth as his fists clenched in anger. "But how did you know I betrayed you?"
"The girl my people picked up at the hospital isn\'t your sister," Ramon answered curtly.
He did send his men to pick up Ian\'s sister, but upon investigation, it turned out that the young girl was not his sister. Therefore, Ramon became more alert and chose to see how far Ian would trick him.
Ian laughed wryly. "Right, they replaced my sister with someone else to trick you." His eyes then looked at Ramon tiredly. "But, in the end they were the ones who were deceived."
"One more thing," Ramon ignored Ian\'s words. "It was not only you who had other people listening to our conversation, even I have someone."
Ramon then took out his cell phone from his pocket and handed it to Ian.
With a confused face, Ian accepted the phone while Ramon watched the arrival of a black van toward them.
"Who is it?" Ian had a bad feeling about someone else from Ramon\'s side listening in on their conversation.
"You can stay back for a while, I think she has a lot to tell you," Ramon suggested.