This could not be without reason, after all, last month Hamish and Lukas developed a grudge, and they even castrated the person involved.
Lukas has quite a bit of influence in Bankshire, but the people in the group found out that the people who kidnapped Lila were not so simple. It seemed to involve another group, making it very difficult to uncover the truth.
Moreover, Elisa’s bank card was tampered with, and that 5 million card was transferred to that group not long ago.
Hamish looked at the time of the transfer. Wasn’t it the day before his divorce with Elisa?
Could it be that Elisa was also involved? He was naturally suspicious and always thought of the worst in any situation, which was related to his living environment.
The Burns family went through a turmoil fifteen years ago, and Hamish almost lost his life. He lived cautiously, taking one step and looking four steps ahead, because one wrong move could cost him his life.
Hamish stayed in the office until ten o’clock at night when his phone, placed on the desk, vibrated.
Hamish answered the call, and Tobias’ voice came from the other end.
“Mr. Burns, the DNA test results for Autumn are out.”
“What are the results?”
“They match perfectly with the DNA data you provided. He is Deacon, who disappeared fifteen years ago.”
When Tobias went to check Autumn’s DNA, Hamish vaguely knew that this would be the answer. So when Tobias told him the result, he wasn’t greatly surprised.
Elisa, what would you do if one day you found out that the person who saved you sixteen years ago was not me, but someone else entirely?
Elisa now hated him to the point of wanting to kill him. If she knew that she had been loving the wrong person for sixteen years, she might go insane.
She had already gone mad once before. Based on his understanding of Elisa, if given a knife, he believed she would not hesitate to stab it into his heart.
Hamish hung up the phone and called the driver to take him home.
Instead of going upstairs immediately, he sat on the wicker chair on the terrace, motionless for a long time. After a while, he finally looked up at the room on the third floor where Elisa was locked inside.
The light was still on there. In the past, when he came home late, there would always be a lamp left on in the room, waiting for him.
But now, the one waiting was not him, but Elisa, who was now afraid of the dark.
Hamish took out his phone and opened the video again. Lila’s desperate cries for help came through the screen.
Lila was an important person to him, the person he should protect the most. He owed her too much, from the vows they made at the beginning to his current betrayal. Now, she was being held captive by kidnappers and covered in blood.
Hamish put down his phone and reminisced about that dark night six years ago when he was about to drown. It was Lila who jumped into the water to save him, disregarding the danger. At that moment, he secretly vowed to marry her.
So… he couldn’t let Lila die. Allowing Elisa to go and exchange herself for Lila would at least buy some time for him to make a plan. He would definitely bring Elisa back.
Leaning back, he stared at the fragmented moon in the sky with a gloomy gaze. Hamish lowered his head and lit a cigarette, taking a gentle puff. The pungent nicotine numbed his senses and concealed a touch of melancholy on his face, hidden within the translucent smoke.
…
Hamish stayed outside until dawn before returning home. He flicked off the cigarette ash on his body and walked upstairs.
Apart from the guards outside, everyone inside was resting, and the spacious house was deathly quiet.
Hamish took the elevator to the third floor and quietly pushed open the door, which was unlocked with fingerprint recognition.
His footsteps made no sound on the soft carpet, but Elisa was still awakened. She turned her head and saw Hamish, her voice hoarse as she spoke, “You’re back?”
“Yeah, you’re still not asleep?” Hamish sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Elisa’s drowsy face and couldn’t help but reach out and touch her cheek.
He had been out in the cold wind for nearly two hours, his hands were freezing cold, and when he touched Elisa, she shivered slightly at the touch, weakly complaining, “It’s cold.”