"Do you want to know?" The bodyguard sat happily on the sofa and coaxed, "It depends on how hard you will work. I'll tell you when I've had enough."

Diana hummed lightly. The bodyguard was not stupid.

Diana was reluctant, but walked to the bodyguard with anticipation, "What if you don't tell me?"

The bodyguard deliberately held up his lower body, "You'll be surprised about the truth. Come on."

Diana straddled the bodyguard's body, bowed her head and bit his earlobe, "As long as you help me, you can get whatever you want."

The bodyguard patted Diana's ass. The ambiguous and lewd voice rang through the room.

***

Avery hasn't gone to bed since she spoke to Gabrielle on the phone.

She sat alone on the sofa, hugging her knees. There was a mobile phone beside her.

Their mobile phones haven't been connected.

She worried about them all night.

Someone knocked at the door. Avery knew it was the bodyguard, and she shouted, "Come in."

The bodyguard came in and bowed his head, "Princess, the hotel didn't track Mr. Howel's information successfully."

"He was in Country A last night."

After one night, he couldn't be found out?

Where the hell did he go?

Or did the killer kill him?

Avery was so worried about Evan as if those love and hate have become insignificant.

Unconsciously, she held herself with her arms.

The bodyguard continued to say, "We found out killers with scars around the corners of their eyes from multiple sources."

He handed a thick stack of files to Avery.

Avery turned a few pages at random. It's like searching for a needle in a haystack.

"If he is a professional killer, this one is more in line with the person you're looking for." The bodyguard took out a photo.

"He is 37 years old. 1.80 meters and 78 kilograms. He is good at free sparring and known for research and development of chemical and biochemical weapons. All his weapons have experimented with living men, and his cruelty was daunting. He has a team of his own. His most striking feature is a scar in the corner of his eye."

Avery held his photo in her hand. Sunshine penetrated into the window, shining on the colored photo.

A killer was worried most about having a mark on himself and was afraid of being recognized in his escape, but this one wasn't shy about being known as a scar in the corner of his eye, indicating that the killer was confident in himself.

"Did you find out who hired him?"

"We've checked his recent cash transactions and bank records. There has been a lot of money flowing into his account, but it's from an unknown account."

Avery guessed it would be like this. Generally, this kind of trade would be more cautious and would not leave any traces to others.

"How about the killer's whereabouts?"

"He and his team have recently made their way to Country H."

���Country H?" If they have a recent plan to shoot Evan, they should follow Evan. Has Evan gone to Country H?

Did he go to Country H for Vanda as Mr. Lautner?

Avery stood up from the sofa, "Book me a ticket to Country H."

***

After a dozen hours, Avery arrived at the hotel she reserved.

After lunch in the hotel, she was busy searching around. The bodyguard said that Mr. Lautner stayed in the hotel, and heard from the room attendant that Mr. Lautner had his meal on the second floor.

But Avery did not see him.

As she hesitated whether to call him, the women in the restaurant kept running out.

Avery was very curious and called the waiter, "What happened?"

"There is a handsome guest in our hotel. He went swimming, so these women want to have a look at him."

The waiter glanced sheepishly at Avery. It's tropical with strong ultraviolet radiation here, so the skin of local women was different from Avery's.

The beautiful female guest in front was like a diamond, sparkling.

Avery was gorgeous, so she attracted people's attention everywhere.

Avery tipped the waiter, quickly left the restaurant, and went to the pool. She has changed into a black bikini swimsuit, but she was still sexy and charming.

She walked proudly by the pool and glanced at the pool.

Around the pool stood about a dozen armed bodyguards.

They protected their boss professionally and looked around for suspicious people.

The pool was surrounded by a group of women in sexy bikinis. As Evan swam from one end to the other, these women ran to the other.

Avery sat down on the empty end and dipped her feet into the pool.

She hadn't figured out how to tell Evan, who was Mr. Lautner now.

She did not intend to expose his identity. If Evan was really Mr. Lautner, she felt more comfortable facing Mr. Lautner than facing Evan.

She came to Country H to remind Evan without being able to contact him that he had been hunted down.

The women were screaming. Some wanted to jump into the water but were stopped by bodyguards.

As Evan swam up and down in the water, Avery found that he was wearing a very conservative long swimsuit just to cover the injuries on his knee and arm.

The waiter, with a tray in his hand, asked if Avery wanted a drink. As Avery looked up to talk to the waiter, suddenly, her ankle was pulled hard by something, and she fell into the water.

It was so sudden that she was choked by a few mouthfuls of water and coughed violently, but she steadily fell into the man's arms.

Avery looked at the man in surprise, who had been in the middle of the pool but was in front of her now.

The man hooked her jaw with his fingers, "Why did you come here?"

As Avery fell into the water, her hair was wet. Water dripped on the surface of the pool, rippling circles of water.

Avery tried to remind herself that she was now facing Mr. Lautner, so she asked, "Can't I come here?"