Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce



Chapter 1128 There Was No Movement at All

Bert took the small memory card and frowned slightly. He broke the card with a little force with his fingertips and threw it into the trash can without looking at it. His series of movements made people feel nervous.

When he looked up again, his deep eyes were cold and aggressive. Instead of answering the captain's question, he asked him, "How are you going to deal with Owen?"

During his younger days, he encountered the police on numerous occasions and had a general idea of their next moves. He spoke slowly, "Lock down the target and location, deploy the team, surround the suspect inside and out. Attempt negotiation and communication, but if that fails, opt for a forceful approach?"

The captain was stunned by his words, and he could hear the contempt in his voice. He couldn't help but be a little angry. "I can understand your current mentality, Mr. Harper, but we will be very cautious with our plans every time we take action, so..."

"What if Owen is by Alivia's side? what if a forceful approach causes irreversible harm to personnel?" Bert's thin lips moved, and every word was like ice.

He didn't care about Owen's life or the lives of those accomplices around him. The only thing he valued was Alivia.

The atmosphere in the office was tense. Huston looked up from the display screen, about to say something to dissuade them, but suddenly heard Bert say, "I remember Owen has a daughter who is in junior high school, right?"

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The police acted swiftly, but the people on Owen's side had not noticed anything. It had been over two hours since the kidnapping of Alivia, and they were completely unaware of the police's actions, anxiously waiting for Bert to contact them.

Alivia had been locked up in that small room. They didn't do anything to her. They just locked her up like this and didn't give her any water or food.

"Is that woman okay? Why is there no sound at all? I hope she's not having any health issues. Otherwise, she might die inside!" Seeing it was getting dark, one of them couldn't help but worry.

That woman was so quiet that it was as if she didn't exist.

Owen sneered. "She won't die. This person's desire to live is much stronger than you think."

"But she..." The man looked to be in his early twenties. He raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, feeling a little uneasy. "Why is there no sound at all?"

He was just hired by Owen to do the job, responsible for watching the woman inside the house. He didn't want any homicide to happen in this matter, as it would implicate him, and he would have to carry the burden of a murder case, which wouldn't be good.

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Seemingly annoyed by his urging, Owen finally stood up from the single chair, grumbled something, and walked towards the cement room behind him.

The place where they stopped was behind a mountain, about five or six kilometers away from the nearest village. There were no other residents around, only this thatched cottage. Behind the house, there was a shed that used to be a pigsty, but he had converted it into a room with cement walls.

Alivia was locked up inside.

To prevent her from escaping or seeing any outside light, Owen intentionally made the room in the form of a room within a room. He walked over in big strides, pulled open one door, and after a few steps, there was another. When this door was opened, he could finally see the woman curled up in a ball, crouching on the ground.

Owen felt a sense of pleasure in his heart when he saw how weak she was. He kicked her back with the tip of his foot and shouted roughly, "Get up!"