Chapter 705 The Trap and the Run
Yunice turned away, wiping a tear from the corner of her eye with the back of her hand.
Wyatt said nothing.
Of course she was crying.
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His chest tightened. He reached out and gripped her shoulders with both hands, blurting, “Didn’t you say you wanted to go to the Johnson family? Still want to go?”
Sure enough, Yunice paused and looked up, the sorrow in her eyes clouded by a flicker of hesitation. Then she nodded.
Wyatt sighed inwardly.
She’d baited him.
She must have known all along where she stood with Oscar That tear hadn’t been weakness—it had been leverage.
She’d asked him to “let her brother come home” not out of pure emotion, but to trigger him. To push him to reveal everything he really thought about Oscar. Then she’d shed a single tear to make him panic. And just like that, he was left with no good choice: either let Oscar return, or take her to hunt Paul and Nora.
Otherwise, she’d just sit there, sad and silent, drowning in tears and heartbreak.
Wyatt blinked hard and fought back his frustration. She’d outplayed him again, and there wasn’t a damn thing he could do about it.
They had barely climbed into the car when Wyatt’s phone rang. It was Jordan.
“Wyatt, the Johnson family’s surrounded by the police.”
Wyatt’s eyes flew to Yunice. She looked completely unsurprised.
He stared at her for a long moment, then said tightly into the phone, “Got it.”
After hanging up, he let out a slow, deep breath. “You couldn’t wait?”
Yunice’s voice was calm. “I just wanted to be sure.”
Inside the Johnson family estate, the sound of sirens sent a jolt of panic through the house.
Paul jumped to his feet. “Who called the cops?!”
He grabbed Nora by the arm and yanked her toward him. “You said this place was safe! Why are they here?! Did you call them?!”
Nora yanked herself free, glaring. “What would I gain from getting you caught?”
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Paul chased her for a few steps–but a hand came out of nowhere and yanked him backwa
Nora didn’t even turn around. She sprinted forward and shoved herself into a tight hiding
Only after crawling in and pulling the door shut did she realize Paul hadn’t followed.
But she didn’t care. The police had the place surrounded now. Every man for himself.
A moment later, there was a creak.
The cabinet door flew open.
A maid from the Johnson family’s courtyard stood there, staring directly at her.
Then she turned and shouted, “Nora’s here! I found Nora!”
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By the time Wyatt and Yunice arrived, Nora was already in handcuffs, her arms pinned behind her back as she was dragged out the front gate.
They watched silently as she was shoved into a police car.
Wyatt stepped forward. “Just her? What about Paul?”
Nora looked every bit like a hunted dog, miserable and furious. “I don’t know. We split up when we ran.”
Yunice turned to the officers. “I reported Paul. Why are you arresting her?”
Nora didn’t have any formal charges against her. On what grounds had she been detained?
“She’s connected to another investigation,” one officer explained. “We need to take her in for questioning. Are you her relatives?”
Yunice shook her head. “No.”
Nora shot her a look before being shoved into the car.
Yunice held onto that look. It wasn’t longing or jealousy–it was pure resentment.
Perhaps it wasn’t just about Wyatt anymore. Maybe having a face so similar to Yunice’s had become a curse. Maybe Paul’s obsession with that face had made Nora hate the original even more.
Either way, it didn’t matter.
The search of the Johnson estate turned up nothing. Paul had vanished without a trace.
Wyatt’s expression darkened. “He’s got help.
And right as he said it, he looked down and met Yunice’s frosty stare.
“I swear, it wasn’t me,” he said immediately.
Yunice said nothing. Her gaze was cold and sharp as glass. She turned and climbed into the car without waiting for him, stepped on the gas, and drove off without a word.
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Wyatt was left on the side of the road, speechless, furious, and completely alone.
He hadn’t done anything. Paul wasn’t his problem. Why the hell was she leaving him behind?
Grumbling, he called Jordan to come pick him up.
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When he finally caught up to Pavilion Hall, Sister Lin told him Yunice had packed her bags and gone to the Crawford family estate.
Wyatt drove straight there.
Freya was out on the terrace, holding a thin cigarette, her face full of amusement. “Yunice? She’s not here.”
She took a puff and gave him a knowing look. “Let me guess. You did something stupid and pissed her off?”
Wyatt snapped, “I didn’t say I wouldn’t catch Paul. And I sure as hell didn’t help him escape.”
“Oh?” Freya tapped her phone. She already knew everything.
“You know what they say,” she added. “Don’t ignore the old folks‘ advice–or you’ll learn your lesson the hard way. Mr. Carl tried to warn you. You just didn’t listen.”
