According to the information, also on the day before yesterday afternoon at three o'clock, an anonymous account transferred one hundred thousand into Mr. Dalton's bank account.
She only came here to inquire about the appearance of the contact person and the content of their conversation.
Unexpectedly, the contact person was so cautious that they didn't even show their face.
Alessia breathed a sigh of relief. There was no way, she could only ask Mr. Dalton for the contact person's number.
As she guessed, the number was already out of service.
Alessia's eyes deepened. It seemed that this trap had been set up right after leaving the bar.
But why?
Spending so much effort, was it really just to trick her?
Alessia couldn't make sense of it and could only leave the Dalton family for now.
By now it was morning, and when she left the courtyard of the Dalton family and walked into the alley, there were already more people.
However, after leaving the alley, she, who had been walking slowly, suddenly quickened her pace and disappeared after passing a few houses.
'Where did she go?'
After Alessia's figure disappeared, a man stood on the path looking around.
He ran forward a few steps, still not seeing Alessia's figure.
The man scratched his head in confusion, took out his phone to make a call, but his wrist was grabbed from behind.
He tried to elbow backward to break free.
Unexpectedly, the person behind him was prepared, and with a pull and a twist, there was a ‘click’ as his arm dislocated.
The man held his arm in pain and jumped around in place.
Alessia coldly picked up the man's dropped phone from the ground, her beautiful almond eyes containing a frosty glare as she stared at the man in front of her.
"Speak, why were you following me? Did you send those emails? Who are you planning to call?"
The man looked at Alessia, who suddenly appeared in front of him, realizing that he had already been exposed.
He hesitated for a moment, then turned his head to run.
Alessia narrowed her eyes, reached out and grabbed the man's clothes, forcibly pulling him back against the big tree.
Impatiently, she twisted the man's dislocated arm and pressed down, threatening, "Are you going to talk or not?"
She had noticed someone following her since she left the alley.
After observing the surroundings, she deliberately led the person to this open area.
Just now, she had hidden behind the reeds by the roadside.
"Ah... it hurts!"
The man cried out in pain, but Alessia ignored him and increased the pressure.
After a few times, the man finally couldn't bear it and surrendered.
He begged, "Please... stop... I'll talk. Actually, I was sent by my boss to find you in here. I just lost track of you and was going to call my boss!"
"What about the email?" Alessia frowned.
"What email? I don't know. My boss only gave me a photo of you."
The man confessed truthfully, trying to increase his credibility, and added, "The photo is on me. If you don't believe me, I can show it to you."
Alessia hesitated for a moment, then let go of his hand.
After all, the man was in her hands. If he lied, she could dislocate his other arm.
Alessia glanced at the man's intact arm and the man shivered at the touch of her cold gaze.
He dared not play any tricks again, enduring the pain, he took out a photo from his pocket and handed it over.
Alessia took the photo, and her brow furrowed.
The person in the photo was wearing a simple tracksuit, with her hair tied in a ponytail, a slender figure, youthful features, and a determined face looking firmly at the camera.
It looked like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old version of herself.
Alessia's eyes narrowed slightly. The fact that this man's boss had a photo of her from before her memory loss meant that he must have known her from before.
Perhaps meeting this man's boss would explain why she was being hunted down.
And what was the deal with these emails?
Alessia made up her mind and suddenly grabbed the man's hand again, pulling and pressing it.
"Ah!" After the man let out a miserable cry, he miraculously found that his arm no longer hurt.
All better?
The man couldn't even react.
Alessia glanced at the astonished man, coldly saying, "Take me to see your boss."
After witnessing Alessia's methods, the man dared not resist anymore.
Ten minutes later, Alessia returned to the resort hotel.
She furrowed her brows slightly, wondering if the fact that the man's boss lived in the same hotel as her meant that she had been under his surveillance all along.
Jasper dialed a number while facing Alessia anxiously, catching a glimpse of her displeasure, fearing he had once again offended this formidable figure. "Miss La Rosa, our boss lives in this hotel. I'm afraid she might not be in her room right now, so I'll give her a call first."
Alessia nodded slightly, watching Jasper's uneasy expression.
She could afford to wait for a phone call.
One minute later, Jasper hung up the phone. His expression relaxed slightly, heaved a long sigh, then turned to her and said, "Miss La Rosa, our boss wants me to take you to the golf course."
The golf course?
Alessia raised an eyebrow, nodding indifferently.
The facilities of this hotel already met five-star standards, with not only International Cuisine but also various entertainment venues like billiards, golf, and bowling. It was indeed a good place for vacation.
The golf course was spacious.
When Alessia arrived, she could see from afar a man and a woman in white leisurewear, both wearing matching baseball caps, playing golf.
Under the sunlight, the man stood tall and straight, emitting a seductive hormone with every move.
The woman, about 168 cm tall, slightly plump, with long curly hair scattered, looked beautiful and bold, revealing the charm of a mature woman with every swing.
"Miss La Rosa, my boss is over there, let's go." Jasper pointed forward and jogged ahead.
Alessia's eyes flickered, and she followed suit.
She saw Jasper saying something to the woman as he approached, and the woman turned her head to look at her.
The woman's face was as expected, mature and charming, with an oval face and fair skin, fiery red lips.
Alessia hadn't expected Jasper's boss to be a woman. Her gaze shifted to the man beside the woman.
Perhaps hearing Jasper's words, the man also turned his head to look over.
His features were sharp, with a cold gaze that gave off an air of superiority.
Unyielding!
Alessia narrowed her almond-shaped eyes slightly and redirected her gaze back to the woman.
However, before she could fully approach, she saw the woman staring straight at her, then her pupils dilated suddenly, and without any warning, she dropped the golf club in her hand and ran towards her.
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