Let Me Go, Mr. Howard Chapter 181

Scarlett didn't hear a word of Sebastian's recommendations. Her mind was completely occupied with one word: "north."

So she was in the northern part of Seraphim.

Soon, she also caught what Sebastian had mentioned—the Vanderlyn Institute of Fine Arts.

She leaned against the headboard, listening to Sebastian's instructions, but a hint of joy quietly rose in her heart.

As a designer who had applied to study abroad multiple times, Scarlett was no stranger to the Vanderlyn Institute of Fine Arts.

This was an institute located in the Vanderlyn Creative Quarter in downtown Castrovella City. Just knowing this was enough for Scarlett to figure out which hospital she was in.

After just a few sentences, Sebastian noticed Scarlett's distraction. "What's wrong? Tired?"

He asked, though a slight suspicion arose in his mind. His fingertips lightly tapped the desk as he waited for her response.

However, Scarlett kept everything completely under wraps.

"Yes, a little." She didn't want to continue talking with Sebastian, but was afraid of giving something away, so she could only go along with what he said.

The excuse of being tired was perfect for hanging up, and Scarlett was happy to see things going in this direction.

Sebastian had no habit of forcing pregnant women to chat with him, especially one carrying his child. So even though he knew Scarlett was lying, he still nodded.

"Alright, get some rest early. I'll have Teddy arrange tomorrow's schedule."

After that sentence, neither of them exchanged pleasantries and hung up directly.

Scarlett quickly grabbed her phone and sent a message to Chris.

[So that's where I am. I'm going to Solencia City. After the competition ends, I'll come find you.]

Chris seemed completely confused by Scarlett's message.

His reply came quickly.

And the next second, Scarlett's message went out.

[I don't want to stay here.]

The meaning of this sentence couldn't be clearer. If Chris still didn't understand, he might as well donate his corneas.

[Is there a chance?]

[Not now, but I'll be going out tomorrow.]

Scarlett pressed her lips together, anxiously waiting for a response. Her message came too rushed - even if Chris wanted to help, he couldn't possibly find an opportunity by tomorrow.

However, Chris's message came just a few minutes later.

[I'll get someone to help. Where are you going tomorrow?]

He seemed to have thought deeply before asking this question, which made it sound very steady.

Scarlett's heart was beating hard. [Really possible?]

[You're pregnant, you're the boss.] When Chris's message came through, Scarlett could even imagine the expression on his face when he sent it.

Their chat didn't last much longer.

Scarlett's escape plan wasn't actually going smoothly.

Teddy stayed by her side the whole time, and even when he had to leave, other bodyguards were there. There was almost no situation where Scarlett could act alone.

However, even under these circumstances, Scarlett really did find an opportunity.

Chris, wearing a baseball cap, followed several tall foreign men into the exhibition hall where Scarlett and the others were.

No matter what, the Vanderlyn Institute of Fine Arts was still an institute with many people coming and going. With Teddy and others following behind her, Scarlett stood out like a crane among chickens in the exhibition hall.

Therefore, Chris, who came with his people, spotted his target immediately.

Scarlett looked around absentmindedly, her peripheral vision constantly scanning the surroundings. She hadn't been able to spot Chris, which made her somewhat disappointed.

But this situation didn't last long.

Chris, wearing his baseball cap, deliberately wandered in front of Scarlett.

Because of Teddy's presence, Chris didn't dare to openly wander around. He could only tentatively pretend not to know anything and pass by Scarlett once.

He didn't even dare to wander in front of Scarlett repeatedly.

After all, Teddy had a military background. If he noticed something, they might have to wait several more days or even months.

Scarlett was already looking for Chris, so the moment he appeared, her pupils instantly dilated, and her breathing slowed due to the upcoming plan.

"Ms. Seymour, what's wrong?"

Teddy immediately noticed something different about Scarlett and came over to ask.

Scarlett lightly covered her lower abdomen, her tone unchanged. "Nothing much, I just need to use the restroom."

Teddy didn't suspect anything and led people toward the restroom.

The Vanderlyn Institute of Fine Arts was open-access, and especially today being a holiday, there were even more people.

Teddy stood at the restroom entrance waiting, but this time, he waited quite a while.

By the third time he looked at his watch, a bad feeling had already formed in his heart.

"Libbie, please come to the Area B restroom." When Teddy said this, his fingertips were already pale and trembling. Even with his strong psychological quality, at this moment, panic was the only emotion he could feel.

After receiving the news, Libbie rushed over immediately. Ignoring people's stares and complaints, she checked every stall in the restroom. However, there was no sign of Scarlett.

When Teddy saw Libbie emerge from the restroom with a pale face, he knew it was over.

This matter was quickly reported to Sebastian.

Teddy and the others didn't sit idle either. After communicating with the institute's administrators, they obtained surveillance footage from various entrances and exits.

Their luck was good - there was a camera near the restroom entrance that happened to capture Scarlett leaving.

In the footage, Scarlett wore a different outfit and a baseball cap, protected by a man, walking away right under Teddy's nose.

Their movements were intimate, and they didn't stand out among the chatting and laughing foreigners.

The man also wore a baseball cap, but Teddy and the others recognized him at a glance.

Chris.

Realizing it was Chris who took Scarlett away, everyone breathed a sigh of relief - at least Scarlett's safety was guaranteed.

As for what came next, it should be easy - they just needed to track Chris's whereabouts.

However, things weren't as easy as they imagined.

Apart from the surveillance inside the institute, they completely lost any information about Chris, only knowing that Chris would participate in a friendly rally race in Solencia City.

But when they followed this lead, the race organizer said that Chris had something come up at the last minute and declined to participate in the rally.

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Sebastian sat behind his large desk, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the edge of his phone. On the screen was the last message from Teddy.

[Arrived in Solencia City, Chris withdrew from race, whereabouts unknown.]

The sky outside had completely darkened. Neon lights shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting flickering spots of light on his dark gray suit pants, but bringing no warmth. Instead, they made him appear even more cold and distant.

He raised his hand to press his brow. This Chris had more courage than he'd imagined, and behind this courage was a link he didn't want to acknowledge—Scarlett didn't want to stay by his side.