The text message just now... Was it from Charlotte...?
......
When Ye Che drove to Charlotte's private villa, Huoda had also just arrived.
Charlotte's trusted bodyguard had a subordinate holding down a middle-aged man, short in stature with a Mediterranean hairstyle.
At this moment, he was trembling on his knees like a startled bird, shivering incessantly.
"Ye, I went through hell and high water, running all over England to catch him, how are you going to thank me?" Charlotte's eyes and brows brimmed with a touch of pride.
Ye Che looked at Charlotte with indifference: "Are you sure it's him? The man who appeared on the surveillance footage in the van?"
Charlotte rolled his eyes heavily: "Are you questioning my capabilities!"
Ye Che ignored Charlotte's complaint and walked towards the middle-aged man. Just as he was about to ask a question, Huoda dashed out ahead of him and, without saying a word, raised his fist and punched the Mediterranean man hard.
