The content of the email was short:
[We’re safe now. Don't look for us anymore.
Best Regards,
Susan]
Julian looked at the email and gritted his teeth.
He had no idea why she had the nerve to send him this kind of email.
'She left without saying anything and she refused to pick up my calls. Is this her way of telling me that she doesn’t want to take part in my life anymore?' 1
Julian narrowed his eyes as the thought flitted across his mind. He could not imagine his life without Susan. He had gone through so much effort to find her and keep her by his side, so there was no way he would let her go so easily.
Julian picked up his phone and made a call to Seth.
"Just get ready for work, work, work, work, work..." A catchy song rang out, shattering the silence in the room.
Susan glanced over to the phone on the table.
"Oh, oh, it's mine, its mine," Seth sprang up.
Susan fell silent. She knew Seth was from a wealthy family, but she felt that Seth's music playlist was kind of down to earth.
Just when Seth reached out for his phone, Jacob took a glance at the screen and frowned. He went forward and grabbed the phone before Seth could touch it.
Then, he turned to Seth and said, "It's Julian."
Seth was stunned. He tried to get his phone back from Jacob, but the latter would not budge.
Seth could not help but scratch his head. Then, he said, "If I don't answer the call, he will get suspicious. I f he gets suspicious, he might come to my house and check on me." 1
Jacob pressed his lips thin and his face scrunched up. After a long while, he looked at Seth and said, "But you can't tell him that we’re here."
He did not want Susan to have any relationship with the Shaws anymore. She had suffered far too much.
"Fine, fine, fine," Seth assented. Only then did Jacob return the phone to Seth. Then, he glanced at him sharply and said, "Put it on speaker."
Left with no other choice, Seth could only do what Jacob had said.
"Seth, I need your help. Susie just sent me an email. I want you to help me track the IP address. Remember, d o it fast. I'm afraid they might start moving soon," Julian's cold voice wafted through the speaker.
"Ah..." Seth looked over to Jacob and Susan. He did not know what to do. After all, both of them were in his apartment right now, and Susan had sent the email right before his eyes.
"Hmm? You got any problems?" Julian pressed on when he detected a certain hesitancy in Seth's voice.
Seth cleared his throat. He was thinking about how he could hint Julian without letting Jacob know.
Jacob constricted his eyes ever so slightly when he saw Seth looking around. He got himself a piece of paper and wrote a word on it.
Then, he lifted the paper and showed it to Seth.
Seth's eyes glowed.
"Seth?" Julian urged.
Seth then withdrew his gaze and cleared his throat again, "Okay, I'll try my best. However, I'm not sure if I'm able to track them or not. After all, Jacob is better than me at this kind of thing."
"Did you not say that Jacob is good at programming, but when it comes to something like this, you're streets ahead of him?" Julian asked.
"Streets ahead?" Jacob looked at Seth.
Realizing that he had been busted, Seth then continued with a sort of guilty haste, "He's improved a lot lately. Anyway, I should start tracking them now. Bye."
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