Chapter 239

Michael squinted his eyes on the phone and then chuckled softly, "Who gave you the guts? Did I tell you to follow her?"

Hearing Michael's laughter, Aaron knew he had made the right move.

However, he didn't dare to challenge Michael's authority in front of him.

"It was my own idea, Mr. Brown. I want to discuss something with you. If I find anything, can I get a month's vacation? I want to travel abroad and relax."

"One week, take it or leave it."

"I'll take it, one week is fine." Aaron didn't mind; a week off was better than nothing.

"Investigate the background of this beauty salon and have a few people keep an eye on it from a distance. Don't let anyone notice."

"Understood!"

The call ended, and Aaron finally let out a long breath of relief.

These past few days, serving around Violet had been suffocating for him.

Since Michael took over the company, Aaron had been by his side, handling many of Michael's affairs as his personal assistant.

After years of working together, he had a certain understanding of Michael's personality and way of handling things.

Aaron had seen what Michael was like when he truly liked someone.

He wouldn't act so flamboyantly, nor would he show possessiveness and jealousy in front of others.

But with Violet, Michael exhibited all these traits.

It was so out of character for him that Aaron couldn't help but be suspicious.

Especially since Michael specifically had him arrange Violet's accommodation and even sent his bodyguards to watch over her constantly.

To Violet, these might seem like acts of love, but to outsiders, it looked more like surveillance.

And Michael's recent order confirmed Aaron's suspicions once again.

He was sure that Violet had a big secret, one that Michael had to guard against.

If he didn't know Michael's personality well enough, Aaron might not have been able to know his true intention.

Michael was really good at pretending.

Even though he didn't like Violet, he could still say those sweet words without changing his expression, almost fooling Aaron.

Soon, Michael received the latest information from Aaron.

Glamour Oasis, the place Violet had entered.

From the surface information, it was a private beauty salon that had only been open for a few months, not very large, and located in a remote area.

Violet was someone who cherished her beauty, so meeting friends at such a place was normal.

But the problem was, why would someone like Violet, who had just returned from abroad and cared so much about her appearance, choose an obscure and remote beauty salon?

Although he didn't understand the specifics, based on his years of experience, even the most inconspicuous beauty salon in Evergreen City was far better than this one.

The minimum registered capital was in the millions of dollars.

But the one Violet went to was so ordinary that no one would even want to go in.

Sure enough, at the bottom of the information, Michael found something unusual.

This salon had a big problem.

Glamour Oasis was a newly opened, unknown beauty salon, yet its monthly revenue was in the millions of dollars, and almost everyone who went there had a membership card worth tens of thousands of dollars.

Michael squinted his eyes, focusing on the list of members.

Violet's name was at the top.

In just a few months, she had spent two million dollars there, and that was just on the surface. Who knew what was happening behind the scenes?

It would be strange if there were no problems with this place.

Thinking of Violet being there, Michael suppressed the urge to go and investigate, waiting for more information from Aaron.

Inside the Whispering Pines Estates villa, Isabella sat on the sofa, eating the fruit platter prepared by Cinda, and watched TV to pass the time.

Just then, a call came in.

"There's a lead on Harper!"

"What?"

Isabella sat up immediately, her expression becoming serious, "Where is she?"

Since Harper had disappeared from the hospital without a trace, Isabella had tried everything but couldn't find any clues.

Now that Harper had suddenly reappeared, how could she not be shocked?

"So anxious, I thought you'd be curious about how I found the lead first."

The man's deep voice had a hint of teasing.

It sounded like he was trying to lighten the mood at a critical moment.

"Shadow, you should know that I'm desperate to know about Harper right now. Stop being so mysterious."

She had met Shadow during an accidental event, and Shadow wasn't his real name but his code name during missions.

They had become friends during that event.

Isabella had never seen his true face and, like others, contacted him by phone.

Shadow was best at tracking, using various subtle clues to find the person his employer was looking for, a unique skill of his.

His speed and accuracy were as high as 99%, rarely failing.

This skill had made him the second-highest-paid mercenary online.

The first was an assassin with a peculiar personality who only took on jobs that interested him.

This time, Isabella didn't command Shadow as an employer but asked him as a friend to help find Harper.

She hadn't wanted to disturb him, but after so long, neither her people nor Michael's could find any trace of Harper.

She had no choice but to turn to Shadow.

And Shadow's ability didn't disappoint her; he found Harper's whereabouts in just a few days.

This alone surpassed all the bodyguards of the Wilson Family and the Brown Family.

"Isabella, don't be mad. I was just trying to lighten the mood. Otherwise, how can you feel better if you're always so tense?"

Shadow's voice had a soothing and teasing tone, which did lift Isabella's spirits a bit.

She hadn't been in a good mood lately.

The hormonal changes during pregnancy and the recent overwhelming events had been weighing on her, though she tried not to show it.

"I'm too anxious. Don't mind me."

They were friends, and she shouldn't have questioned Shadow in that tone.

But there was no need to mention her pregnancy.

"I never mind such trivial things. Knowing you're anxious, I've investigated everything."

Switching to a serious tone, Shadow continued, "According to my findings, Harper is currently hiding in a beauty salon called Glamour Oasis. However, there's something strange about this place."

Shadow had taken on many tasks over the years, and for him to call something strange, it must be unusual.

"Strange? Why?"

Shadow deliberately left it unfinished, "I've compiled the information on this place and will send it to you. I believe you'll find it more interesting to see for yourself."

Before Isabella could say anything else, a message popped up on her phone.

It was the information from Shadow.