Winning Her Heart Back

Chapter 472 Wesley Can’t Escape 

William removed his foot from Marcel’s throat a few seconds later and turned to walk to his car. 

It was a waste of time to deal with him here. Lyle had many ways to make him talk. Hopefully, a few hours with him would loosen Marcel’s tongue. 

Lyle nonchalantly gestured to his men. 

They immediately came over, bounded Marcel’s hands and feet, and taped his mouth shut. Then, they tossed him into the trunk. 

Lyle took the towel that one of his men handed to him and wiped his face and hair before climbing into the Maybach. 

He asked, “Will, what’s the plan?” 

Raindrops clung to William’s mono eyelids, which looked like razors. 

He cast a glance at the tumultuous weather. Visibility was low, so flying was logically out of the question. 

However, Wesley knew that the longer they stayed at Capebatt City, the higher the chance of William finding him. So, it was more likely that he would insist on flying 

William said in a deep voice, “Ashton, call Jayden. He has connections in the aviation department. Ask them to ban Wesley’s flight route immediately.” 

“Yes!” Ashton replied. 

William added, “And get someone to the hospital to guard Emelie’s mother. No one can see her except the doctors and nurses, of course. She can’t be discharged either. Don’t let her treatment be interrupted.” 

“Understood!” Ashton said. 

William loosened his tie. “Lyle.” This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Go ahead, Will,” Lyle said. 

“Keep an eye on Norman, particularly his communications. If he contacts Wesley, let me know immediately.” In a span of minutes, William had spun an intricate web that left no escape for Wesley. 

Lyle, giving orders into his phone, found a moment to say, “Don’t worry so much, William. Emelie cares about her mother the most. She will return as long as her mother is under our watch.” 

William’s response was cold. “Of course she’ll be back. She’s my wife. Where else would she go?” 

After Lyle instructed his men, he kept his phone away and touched his bruised mouth, courtesy of Marcel. 

He cursed with hatred. “Wesley’s got guts, I’ll give him that. Kidnapping someone right under your nose? We need to teach him a lesson. Otherwise, he’ll think he rules Capebatt City.” 

Indeed. 

William wrapped his tie around his hand coldly as if it was a venomous serpent. “What was the domestic company he wanted to buy again?” 

Ashton answered at once, “Bridge Corporation.” 

“Isn’t Elias in a bidding war with his two brothers over his father’s estate? If he acquires Bridge Corporation, it will earn him some brownie points with the old man,” William said slowly. “Ask him if he’s up for it. I can provide him with funds and connections.” 

Ashton shuddered. 

Bridge Corporation was still in its nascent stages. Attacking it now would be like a tiger attacking a cub or a cruise crushing a rowboat. 

William would win without a doubt and Bridge Corporation would only be left with one ending–destroyed. 

He wanted to cut off Wesley’s path completely, preventing him from developing in the country. 

Ashton had a premonition. If Wesley didn’t return Emelie within three days, or William couldn’t find her, Norman might be William’s next target. 

Ashton replied with a single “Yes“, and she started making the arrangements on her tablet. 

Suddenly, Ashton received a call, and she quickly picked it up. 

After listening for a moment, she turned to William and asked, “Mr. Middleton, a passerby recorded a video of the car chase and posted it online. The PR department has suppressed it but the traffic police is aware, and they have intervened.” 

Lyle arched an eyebrow. “Didn’t Wesley leave first? If anyone needs to answer to this, it’s him.” 

William’s expression was indifferent, but he didn’t object. 

Ashton retreated to the back and said to the driver, “We can leave now.” 

As they drove back, the car didn’t speed like before but instead drove steadily. 

As the car was driving onto the main road from the suburbs, a helicopter flew overhead.