Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 403 Red Door

Noah pulled over at the hotel. He opened his laptop and went online through the Wi-Fi of the hotel. A moment later, the image of a villa was shown on the computer screen. It was a shaky camera shot, as if someone filmed it while being chased. The camera panned from a floor made of stones to a dark bush, and then it panned past the villa.

Noah paused it and pressed on the tiny earphone in his ear with his index finger. He said, "Cameras at nine o'clock and one o'clock."

Christy said at the other side, "I didn't see his car at the door or at the garage. Should I go in?"

Stony and Lord Top were missing one after another. It might have nothing to do with Branden, but it didn't mean he did not know the whole story. Now other people paid attention to the GY Temple, Noah wanted Christy to take this opportunity to replace out the secret hidden in Branden's villa.

"Watch out. If Branden comes back, leave as soon as possible. Don't let others replace you."

"Alright." Christy put on her gloves and said in a low voice, "You come to Nikhil and Lord Top must be in his hands. Mr. Ferne can't handle this by himself. I'm worried about him."

"I see." Noah thought the same way. Before closing the computer, he added, "Be careful."

"Don't worry."

After giving him a thumb-up, Christy took off the glasses with a built-in camera. At the same time, Noah's computer screen went black.

Christy bent over to avoid being caught by the two surveillance cameras of the villa, and then climbed over the iron railings effortlessly. Keeping the wall to her back, Christy slid toward the villa. She took a deep breath and tiptoed along the wall towards the garage.

Suddenly, Christy heard footsteps. Christy's heart skipped a beat and she crept into the garage. In the darkness, she held her breath and only saw someone sweep his flashlight around the interior of the garage. She was almost caught. Then she heard the old butler cough.

The old butler seemed to have noticed something and made a sound in his throat.

Christy immediately moved a little and walked along the stairs of the garage into the villa. The old butler walked outside and said respectfully, "Mr. Branden, you are back."

The glare of headlights lit through the darkness. The old butler quickly pressed the button to open the fully automatic iron door of the garage. The car drove in.

Because of the dim light, no one noticed that there was a fingerprint on the bottom edge of the car door.

Christy never thought that Branden would come home at this time. However, she went inside through the garage now, so she could only replace a place to hide and leave after he fell asleep.

Christy opened a door of a random room. Because there was no light on in the room, she could only tell on her instinct that it was a grocery room. She hurriedly glanced around the house, from the kitchen to the bathroom, and then she stared at a red door on the second floor. Christy looked confused, as she never noticed the door when she came in. That room...

"Have you had dinner?" The old butler asked.

The sound of footsteps came from the stairs. Immediately after, Branden and the old butler walked out one after another. Branden picked out a bottle of wine from a row of three-meter-tall shelf and poured himself a glass of wine. Then, he said to the old butler, "I'm not hungry. I just come and take a check. Leave me alone."

"Alright. Call me if you need anything." The old butler said respectfully and left.

After Branden drank a glass of wine, he put a vinyl record on a record player. It was "McIntosh DemoDisc", a duet of cello and violin. Christy could clearly hear the trills even through the door. The music was clean, harmonic, sensual and with textured melodies.

She could not imagine that Branden would have such a taste.

In her eyes, Branden was rich but vulgar. As someone who didn't complete junior high school, speaking of morality, he knew nothing more than not spiting and fight with someone. Besides, Christy couldn't associate him with a person who listened quietly to a duet of cello and violin.

Branden picked up two phone calls before finishing the glass of wine. One was probably from his assistant. He was a little angry and spoke in a rude tone. The second was from his daughter. He was probably nice to her, so his tone was soft and gentle, as if he made up for her by pampering her.

"I'm sorry. Come on. We separated long time ago. Your mother and I thought a lot about it and decided to divorce ... Enough of this. Did you have dinner? Where are you? Do you want me to pick you up?" Branden slowly put down the glass as he spoke. Then, he walked towards the garage.

Christy leaned against the door and breathed a sigh of relief. She once thought that she would have to wait until the midnight. Now Branden went out to pick up his daughter for dinner.

Not until the car went far did Christy come out of the guest room. The lights in the living room were still on, but the record player was turned off. She looked around. The living room was spacious, and the French window was facing the back garden. Unfortunately, the flowers in the back garden were not in full bloom yet. It should be a beautiful view when summer came. Christy withdrew her attention from the garden and was about to walk down the stairs leading to the garage. Somehow, she looked up at the red door on the second floor.

'Will it be a secret chamber?'

As she pondered, she was uncontrollably moving towards the door.

When she stood in front of the red door, she took out her phone and decided to take a video. Then, she gently twisted the handle with her gloved hand. At this moment, she didn't know that a computer screen was lit up in an attic more than twenty kilometers away from her. A young man with a pale face was woken up by the sudden glare of light. He narrowed his eyes slightly and then looked at the screen... The door didn't move.

Christy stared at the doorknob, only to see a ball of black shadow slowly approaching her in the reflective surface of the metal doorknob.

Christy turned around and threw out a punch by nature. But she struck at the thin air.

The guy quickly and fiercely grabbed her neck and pushed her back. Christy could only go backward due to the pain. When she was about to be pressed against the door, she supported herself with her legs, and then stepped on the door to kick him.

The guy knew her intentions and moved aside to dodge her attack. Then, he reached out to hit her shins heavily. Christy hurriedly dodged and jumped down the stairs. The person lightly jumped down from the second floor. He did not make a sound at all. He was as lithe as a cat.

Christy never thought that Branden would have such a skillful bodyguard!

She jumped down the stairs and felt that there was someone else in the garage as she hit the floor. Before she could stand up, a gun was pressed against her neck. Christy stopped moving.

When the person walked from the shadows, it was Branden who should be on the way to pick up his daughter!

"A woman?" Branden tilted his head to look at her, "Who sent you?"

Christy did not say anything.

The gun was pressed against her neck harder, "Are you going to tell me or not?"

Branden's bodyguard hit the ground like a cat. He caught Christy and tied her hands behind her back with a rope. Then, he waited for Branden's command.