The CEO's Wife Is Super Charming-Chapter 351 - 348: The Tavern

"Boss, we’ve found John Walters’ car showing up on the surveillance on Seventh Avenue, and we’ve followed it."

"Don’t lose it."

Norman Bennett stayed in the car, and upon hearing this news, immediately ordered Raymond Wood to move out.

Just as he was about to hang up, the voice on the phone continued, "Boss, there’s a car behind us that’s been tailing us, driven by a young girl. Should we get rid of her?"

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the sound of a gun being cocked echoed.

A young girl? Norman Bennett didn’t have to think to know who was following them; it was definitely Luna Sutton.

Although Luna was always unreliable, he had to admit she had some skills to rely on.

He then replied, "No need, she’s one of us."

After hanging up the phone, Raymond Wood, who had been listening, spoke while driving, "President, Shane Southwell might be planning to send Miss Llyod to..."

He dared not finish the sentence.

Eleanor Llyod is still missing, unknown whether she’s alive or dead; such things he dared not speak recklessly about.

Currently, although they don’t know exactly where Eleanor Llyod has been sent, what they know is that it must be a place akin to hell.

And Shane Southwell is certainly connected with these matters, so this possibility cannot be ruled out.

Norman Bennett didn’t speak, he just sat there, his expression was so cold, it was intimidating, showing just how worried he was about Miss Llyod’s safety.

If anything happened to Miss Llyod, he couldn’t bear to imagine the consequences.

Driving all the way there, eventually, three cars stopped at a pub.

Besides two sedans, there was also a modified vehicle, well-equipped with armor.

Immediately, five or six armed men jumped out of the modified vehicle and rushed in!

"Norman Bennett?" Luna got out of the car and the first thing she saw was Norman Bennett.

The cars stopped in the same area, she thought she had arrived first.

With her weapon still cocked, without much ado, she turned and rushed towards the pub.

As she was about to pass Norman Bennett by her side, he shot her a cold glance, then swiftly snatched the gun from her hand, faster than she anticipated.

"Keep an eye on her." Norman Bennett tossed out this sentence before walking into the pub.

"Norman Bennett!" She was furious when she realized, wanting to follow inside but was stopped by Raymond Wood.

Raymond Wood wore a standard official smile, gestured politely, and said, "Please."

Meanwhile, inside the pub.

Since it was daytime, the pub was fairly empty, except for the owner, Shane Southwell, and a local woman.

Seeing armed men rush in, the owner and the woman had their hands up.

Shane Southwell was holding a wine glass, leaning against the bar edge, looking terrified.

After all, they were burly men carrying weapons, anyone would be frightened.

"Grab him!"

With an order, several men moved towards him! He immediately realized these men were here to catch him! He glanced at the half-open door behind the bar, and threw the wine glass over!

After flipping over the bar, he pulled out a handgun and fired two random shots, then fled towards the door!

"Chase!"

The voice echoed from behind, he ran for his life, however, this was the pub’s storage area for liquor, with no other way out.

This is even more despairing than a dead end.

"Drop your weapon, hands above your head!" the leading man shouted.

Listening to the voice, Shane Southwell hesitated for a moment, after all it was English, the six men who entered had cornered him in a dead angle. If he pulled out a gun and shot, those men would surely turn him into a sieve.