Chapter 1244 - 532: You’re On My Turf

He was very helpless. He hadn't expected Hazel to be so stubborn.

In the past, she was always dying to avoid him when she saw him, but now she actually came to him of her own accord for that!

"Pumpkin, it's not good," he shook his head. "I told you it's not worth getting your hands dirty."

"It doesn't matter, I'm just watching. Evil things will be only done by you, and only you will get your hands dirty," she said solemnly.

"..." he was angry and helpless. This wench didn't pester him normally. Why did she stubbornly pester him now?

Thinking of what happened last night, he suddenly laughed wickedly. Putting down his breakfast, he walked over to her.

"Pumpkin," he said vaguely, "if you want to see me, just tell me. Why do you say so many excuses…."

Before he could finish the sentence, he saw several bodyguards come to stop him.

Simon's face darkened instantly. "Do you think the few people can stop me? Pumpkin, you're on my turf!"

"I know this is your turf," she nodded. "and I also know they can't stop you, but don't forget that you're in Country Z."

"What do you mean?" He frowned. He didn't look down on Hazel. This wench was always smart and cunning and could even set him up sometimes.

"Simon, you have to realize there are a lot of people watching you. What they need now is a reason to do with you," she blinked. "You should know that I happen to know some people who are capable and want to deal with you. If you get too close to me and I'm so scared that I tell them you once kidnapped me, do you think they'll let you go?"

"Hazel!" His face grew darker. The little girl actually threatened him!

If Hazel did do that, he would be able to handle it. But, as she said, there would be more eyes focusing on him if she did do that, and the foundations he had just laid in Country Z would be likely uprooted.

"Step back," Hazel spoke slowly.

Simon sat angrily on the sofa opposite her. Since the tough approach couldn't work, he could only adopt a gentle approach.

"My queen, will you stop making trouble?" He sighed helplessly. "If you really want to know something, ask Joshua! Why are you pressing me?"

Joshua started the whole thing. Let Joshua explain himself.

"That is to say, you admit that you and he are indeed planning something?" Hazel's eyes sharpened.

Simon almost spat out a mouthful of thick blood. Her focus wasn't right! Why didn't he find Hazel so difficult to deal with before? This was a thing between Joshua and her. Why was she hanging on to him?

"What are you planning?" Hazel asked. That was what she came for today. She couldn't ask Joshua, so she had to ask Simon. Of course, since she dared to come, she was well-prepared for anything.

"No matter how many times you ask me, my answer is the same," Simon said, standing up with a cold face. "It's impossible for me to work with him! Go back!"

Hazel certainly didn't believe him. Simon actually drove her away in order not to answer her?

"I won't!" Hazel followed him. "What are you doing? Interrogate those people? I'll go, too!"

"Pumpkin, I'm not stupid." Simon stopped walking in anger and frustration. "I know there are so many eyes watching me. How could I lock people up here?"

It was true. He had nothing to ask those people, so he found a place to lock them up directly.

"I don't believe it." She wore a firm face.

"What do you want?" Simon was completely helpless. Hazel was so unreasonable, but he couldn't do anything to her!

"I'll look for them!" she said.

"As you like!" Simon agreed irritably. Then, fearing that Hazel might ask him again, he came to hide in the study. He had never thought he would have to avoid Hazel previously!

Simon's men did not stop her. She started looking around as if she really wanted to find those people who kidnapped her last night.

She searched room after room but found nothing. Nonetheless, she didn't give up.

As a matter of fact, she was not looking for those people kidnapping her last night. She believed that Simon would not lie in such things, but Simon should be a person left here by Simon.

What she was looking for was actually Madeline.

Madeline was Simon's fiancée. She was likely placed here by Simon.

Although his fiancée was a freak and wanted to cuckold Simon, who didn't have any affection for her, since she could become Simon's fiancée, her family's power in the organization must be very strong. Simon would directly keep her close to him to prevent her from contacting her family.

As Hazel suspected, Simon kept Madeline here for fear that she might escape again and fear the Carter family's influence.

But unfortunately, after searching the whole villa, including the bas.e.m.e.nt, garden, parking lot, and so forth, Hazel still couldn't find any trace of Madeline.

Was she wrong? Hazel frowned. She sat in the living room, unable to figure it out.

"Enough?" Simon came downstairs with a playful smile on his lips. He dared allow Hazel to search because he was sure she wouldn't find anything.

Hazel looked at him. Suddenly, something occurred to her! The next moment she got up and went upstairs.

"What do you want to do?" Simon was helpless. If he had known she would behave like that, he wouldn't have asked just now!

"There's one place I haven't searched," she said in a deep tone and walked right past him.

"You..." Simon followed her helplessly. No matter how he persuaded her, her footsteps did not stop.

Outside, Hazel pushed open the door and walked in. Simon had been guarding here all the time, so she had never come in.

"The study is full of books. Have you seen enough?" Simon stood in the doorway of the study, looking at Hazel as she wandered around. "It's already noon, why don't we have lunch together?"

She furrowed her eyebrows tightly. There seemed to be nothing in the study, but she felt something was wrong. But she could not tell what it was.

"I'll search for it again." She looked up at him.

Simon almost collapsed. He was about to say something when his phone rang.

"Hello, who is that?" he growled angrily. After the other party said something, his facial expression became particularly pale. "What? Wait, I'll be right there!"