Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 226

Chapter 226: Getting Answers II

A significant pause ensued on the other end of the phone after Ewan’s question. Sandro and Ewan exchanged cursory glances, wondering why Zack was taking so long to answer such a simple question.

"Hello... Zack? Why aren’t you speaking—" Ewan scowled when the line cut abruptly.

Sandro furrowed his brow, watching as Ewan glared at the phone hotly, as if the device itself were at fault. "He ended the call?"

"Obviously, Sandro," Ewan huffed, tapping his thighs furiously. Kissing his teeth in frustration, he snatched up the phone and dialed Zack’s number again. This time, it went straight to voicemail.

The sly old man had blocked him! That infidel! That stupid...!

Ewan angrily flung the phone; it hit the car dashboard and fell to the floor unceremoniously while Sandro watched in silence.

The tension in the air was palpable, and Ewan’s frustration radiated throughout the car.

Sensing Ewan’s foul mood, Sandro kept quiet, his mind racing on how they could get hold of Zack—that was the only way he could speak, the only topic he could talk on, without Ewan biting his head off.

"You should go back to the office, handle things there..." Ewan started after a few beats had passed, startling Sandro.

The statement was completely off point! Why would he go back to the office? What about Zack? Sandro wondered, narrowing his eyes.

"My assistant can handle things perfectly well. The system we have put in place has made it possible for the company to thrive without our presence for a couple of days. Besides, we need to locate Zack. Or is there a change of plans?"

Ewan shook his head, a steely resolve hardening his features. "I’ll be going alone. You will be returning to the company. We can’t keep depending on the system. Emergencies can happen at any time."

Sandro shook his head, his face scrunching as he tried to comprehend what Ewan was saying. "Where are you going alone?" He echoed incredulously.

"That should be obvious, Sandro. I’m going to find Zack," Ewan replied, bending down to pick up his phone. Luckily for him, it was still in good condition.

"And how do you plan to do that? You heard the man who bought Zack’s house. Zack has left the country. There are more than a hundred countries in the world. Where are you going to start searching?"

Ewan snorted, his frustration bubbling over. "You’re talking like someone who knows nothing about technology. As for Zack’s location, I’ll contact Spider. He can find that out in a matter of minutes."

Sandro inhaled deeply and exhaled harshly. "Ewan, we talked about this with Zane. We can’t go around sinking our feet back into the murky clay; we can’t keep involving the gang in our business!"

"That’s why I’m asking you to return to the company! You don’t need to involve yourself!" Ewan’s voice rose, yet he wouldn’t meet Sandro’s gaze.

The latter scoffed, staring at him in disbelief. "I don’t need to involve myself? Whatever you’re involved in, I am too! Didn’t you hear my statement earlier about us being joined at the hip?"

"Sandro..." Ewan tried to interject, but Sandro wasn’t finished.

"If you go back to the gang, Ewan, just know I’m right behind you. Maybe Zane too." He shifted his gaze to the window. "If you’re reaching out to Spider, do it. We don’t have much time. Remember you still need to see the twins this evening."

Ewan pursed his lips, finally turning to look at his friend. He exhaled tiredly and reclined into the seat, feeling the weight of their predicament.

He had met Sandro in college, and a series of events had forged their friendship. Now, they were inseparable. Ewan never envisioned this outcome when Sandro had triumphantly won him in a drinking game at a birthday party for a mutual college friend. Life truly was interesting.

But Sandro was right. There was no time. He hadn’t even bought gift items for his children yet.

With a sense of resignation, he dialed Zack’s number one last time, genuinely hoping the man would pick up. He didn’t want any returning link to the gang, but the call went to voicemail again. Ewan sighed and called Spider.

"Hey boss, you need my help again?" came the smooth voice from the other end as soon as the call connected.

Ewan opened his mouth to inform Spider he wasn’t his boss but thought better of it. Spider was as stubborn as Sandro.

"Yes, I need your help. I want you to track down Zack Moore’s location right now." A pause. "Do you remember him?"

"Of course, I do, boss. Is it urgent? Do you need it right now? I’m quite tied up with work at the moment."

"Yes. It is urgent. I need it now. Call your fee..."

A rich, melodic laugh echoed on the other end. "Don’t worry, boss. I still have pending debts to you. I’ll send you a text in the next five minutes."

And the call ended.

"What did he say?" Sandro asked, having been waiting patiently.

A couple of hours later, they were in country KL, and some minutes after that, they arrived at the location Spider had sent to them. _{freewebnøvel.com}