Returning With A Thousand Favors

Chapter 307

“Impressive skills,” Marina remarked, her gaze fixed on the man before her, brimming with curiosity.

Few could evade her recent attack, and Mr. Fermon’s successful defense fascinated her even more with his true identity.

“Not as good as you, Miss Bailey.” Mr. Fermon responded with a faint smile.

“We shall soon find out,” Marina declared, no longer holding back now that the disguise had been exposed.

She readied herself to launch another attack.

However, at that very moment, a tumult erupted from below, causing Marina and the man’s expressions to involuntarily shift.

Shortly after, a forceful knocking resounded against the tightly closed door.

“Mr. Fermon, are you alright? Intruders are attacking the villa,” an anxious voice sounded from outside.

“Intruders?” Marina pondered. The words ignited a spark of curiosity in her eyes.

Just as Mr. Fermon was about to speak, Marina seized the opportunity and swiftly leaped onto the windowsill, catching the man off guard.

“What are you doing?” the man questioned, his unease apparent as he witnessed her action.

“We shall meet again, and next time, I will unveil the mask concealing your face!” Marina proclaimed before gracefully leaping down from the windowsill.

Mr. Fermon hurriedly moved to intervene, but all he caught sight of was a slender figure vanishing into the enveloping darkness of the night.

His eyes flickered, and the person waiting outside the door received no response, prompting them to knock again.

“Mr. Fermon, are you inside?” The voice now held a sense of urgency.

“You may enter.” The man finally regained his composure, his voice low and steady. Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

After a brief pause, the individual waiting outside pushed open the door and switched on the lights, flooding the laboratory with light.

Their gaze quickly swept over the man, assessing for any injuries.

Once satisfied that he remained unscathed, they let out a relieved sigh. “I’m relieved to see you’re safe.”

“Who were the attackers? Mr. Fermon inquired, his voice laced with concern.

“We’re not certain, They descended upon us suddenly, launching a fierce assault. We faced considerable difficulty in defending ourselves, the man replied.

“Mr. Fermon, it would be wise for you to leave with me at once,” the person urgently urged, recognizing the perilous state of their current location.

“There’s no need for that,” Mr. Fermon responded calmly.

“Why is that so?” The individual appeared perplexed by his composed demeanor.

They will soon retreat,” Mr. Fermon replied, a glint of hidden meaning gleaming in his eyes.

“Retreat soon?” the man pondered. “But their assault was relentless. Given the intensity of the recent skirmish, it does not

make sense for them to withdraw so swiftly.”

Yet, in the next instant, another voice echoed from beyond the door. “The intruders have already withdrawn.”

“Withdrawn?” The man at the door queried, his countenance etched with doubt.

“Yes.”

“But how could they suddenly withdraw after displaying such determination? It defies logic, considering the ferocity of the battle they waged.” the man questioned.

He was confident that their attackers would not be forced to retreat within such a short period.

“I am not entirely sure either. They do not seem eager for a fight, the person who arrived later remarked, a hint of puzzlement etched on their face.

Little did they know that Mr. Fermon was well aware of the situation. Those individuals must have come for Marina.

“Because they’ve already achieved their objective,” Mr. Fermon replied as his gaze shifted to the open window.

The men followed his gaze.

After a moment’s hesitation, understanding dawned on them. They swiftly lowered their head, and one of them said, “Mr. Fermon, I’ll dispatch someone to track her down.”

“There is no need for that. You won’t catch up,” Mr. Fermon replied calmly.

As his words sank in, a pale hue painted the faces of the two men.

They had failed, allowing Marina to escape.

If Mr. Fermon grew furious, their lives would hang by a thread.

However, after waiting in trepidation, they noticed Mr. Fermon remained silent.

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Tentatively, they raised their gaze and caught a glimpse of a mischievous smile playing upon his lips.

“What? Why isn’t Mr. Fermon angry in such a situation? Why does he seem… excited?” they wondered, their thoughts swirling in confusion.

“Where is Chrislyn now?” Mr. Fermon avoided answering their question.

“I’ll search for her immediately.” Fueled by the urgency of the situation, the person had paid no heed to Chrislyn.

Their sole focus was finding Mr. Fermon swiftly and ensuring his safe escort.

“Hmm,” Mr. Fermon nodded in acknowledgment.

The group descended from the attic, the person meticulously checking every corner of the villa, and did a headcount to account for all residents.

However, Chrislyn was nowhere to be found.

Beads of sweat formed on their forehead.

Hesitantly, one of them approached Mr. Fermon. “Mr. Fermon…” Their words hung in the air, uncertainty lingering.

“She’s gone?” Mr. Fermon seemed to have anticipated this outcome.

“Yes. We searched everywhere, among the survivors, the injured, and the deceased, but there’s no trace of Chrislyn.” the man replied.

Hearing this, Mr. Fermon’s lips curled into a deeper smile. “There’s no need to search any longer.” he said.

Puzzlement flickered across the person’s face upon hearing these words.

They pondered, “Considering the magnitude of their intrusion and Mr. Fermon’s character, he wouldn’t simply let it go. Why is there no pursuit?”

“Don’t worry, they will return to me soon,” Mr. Fermon replied, his voice carried an air of certainty. “They will come back of their own accord.”

At that moment, Marina sat in the passenger seat next to Simon, with the unconscious Chrislyn in the back seat.

“You arrived just in time,” Marina said as she glanced at Chrislyn before straightening up. A faint smile played on her lips.

Although she harbored no fear of Mr. Fermon, she was still alone in his territory.

If Simon had not arrived promptly, her escape would have been perilous.

Most importantly, she almost had no chance to take Chrislyn with her.

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“Is that so? We arrived in this area a few days ago, yet Mr. Hernandez never gave the order to attack. I found it peculiar, but now it seems Mr. Hernandez was waiting for this opportunity. Doesn’t this show the profound connection he has with you?” Gavin, seated in the back, took the chance to flatter.

“oh, really? You’ve been here for a few days?” Marina glanced at Simon beside her.

“Yes,” Simon nodded. “Your tracker suddenly lost signal, and it took me some time to locate you.”

“I suspected they had signal–jamming equipment,” Marina explained.

“I had the same intuition,” Simon nodded once more before asking, “Are you okay?”

He had worried about Marina during these past few days. Though he acknowledged her exceptional skills, their opponent was no ordinary individual.

After all, only someone extraordinary could orchestrate such an elaborate scheme.