My Extraordinary Wife

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Chapter 989 Are You Two Sick Of Living

On the surface, the goods were merely some worthless cotton and linen fabrics.

However, Spencer could not shake off the feeling that Dixon was no ambitionless man. As such, it was nigh

impossible for him to specialize in those alone.

Although Haddock Group had recently dominated the lingerie market, and the goods might have been prepared for

the manufacturing of lingerie, they still had to stay on guard.

The goods were loaded onto five huge trucks, each having a massive container in the back.

When the five huge trucks started moving, Spencer instantly followed with the others, albeit sneakily.

The night wind grew increasingly chillier, and the sky darkened further.

As the huge trucks traveled on the highway in the middle of the night, they sped like bats out of hell.

Along the way, there were no police officers conducting roadblocks at all. It was as though the huge trucks had

entered no man's land.

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Only when they encountered winding roads did they finally reduce their speed.

Nonetheless, they continued forging ahead.

"The northern suburbs?” Swinging open the car door, Ashlyn climbed into the car. At once, Lucas started the engine

and drove out of the garage.

In the pitch-black night, a black Bentley hurtled down the highway, cutting through the darkness.

Behind it, several black cars were hot on its tail.

In the car, Ashlyn stared at the location indicated on the phone with an icy look in her eyes.

That location was sent over by Spencer.

"According to Spencer's investigation, the exchange is at an old factory in the northern suburbs. Dixon is obviously

using the ship to operate the illegal activity of people smuggling. Besides, he might be selling off those people to

Zaewora to work as indentured laborers, off the books, and the like. What we need to do is to catch them red-

handed after both parties had made the exchange. On top of that... we might very likely be in danger if the mission

this time fails. Therefore, we must act fast.”

While Ashlyn was discussing the details of the mission with Lucas, she contacted the members of Mysterious yet

Majestic.

That aside, she also texted Joseph, asking him to have James notify the police.

She did all that within seconds, making the arrangements methodically.

She had always wanted to have leverage on Dixon since the initiator of the case she accepted wished to have

evidence of the man's crimes. Unfortunately, various matters had been keeping her busy, and she had not been

able to close the case to that day.

Consequently, Dixon had also been at large for far too long.

Snagging Lucas' laptop from the backseat, she turned it on.

As Lucas drove, he listened to the sound of the woman typing beside him. Tapping sounds rang out incessantly.

When he glanced over, he glimpsed row after row of letters and codes flying across the screen.

Whoa! She's even an expert at coding?

As her fingers flew across the keypad, Ashlyn made a call with the Bluetooth earphones in her ears.

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"Blair, you're in Haddock Group's office building, yes?”

"Yes, Ashlyn. I'm right there.” Blair and Tinsor carefully stepped on the ground, both walking amidst the empty ruins

in black.

Ever since the place burned down, hardly anyone visited the ruins anymore.

"Head to Sienna's floor and check whether there's any evidence left. They likely think that it has all been burned to

ashes, so we must go in and search the place,” Ashlyn ordered in a low voice.

“Okay, got it.” After hanging up the phone, Blair continued tiptoeing toward Sienna's charity foundation floor with

Tinsor.

The elevator had long since been destroyed in the fire, so they used the emergency stairwell.

No sooner had they reached the first floor than a familiar voice rang out behind them. “Why are you two here

instead of sleeping at home at this hour?”

Tinsor's heart abruptly lurched. He snapped his head back, only to be greeted by a tall and burly figure.

“Winsor? Why are you here?” he exclaimed in a whisper.

Striding over, Winsor glared at the two men in chagrin. “This is Dixon's territory. Despite it having been razed to the

ground, it's still his. Are you two sick of living to come here?”

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