Matysh was pushed into the car by Mandy.


    “Is this the best transport the holiday resort could provide to its customers?" Matsyh looked at the


    chauffeur in front of them and asked disdainfully.


    "No, sir. If you''re dissatisfied with our transport, you may choose a more luxurious car. But you''ll have


    to pay more." The chauffeur could sense the contempt in his voice. Hence, he smiled and


    rmended another option for him.


    "Do I look like I can''t afford it?" Matysh asked querulously. He thought the chauffeur was being


    snobbish.


    The chauffeur followed the principle of ''the customers are always right'' and exined to him, "The car


    I''m driving now is only avable for the basic package as you''ve reserved a vi in our resort. If there


    are no upgrade requirements, we''ll provide our customers with the transport for the basic package. If


    you''d like to upgrade the package, you may inform the reception when you''re checking in."


    "What''s the best transportation provided?" Matysh shrugged off Mandy, who was leaning on his


    shoulder. He was unhappy with the arrangements she made.


    This woman did not know how to spend money. She was worse than Marcos.


    "Do you prefer to drive yourself or would you like a chauffeur? If you''re driving yourself, our most


    luxurious car will be a Bugatti, but if you need a chauffeur, the highest ss of transport will be a Rolls-


    Royce," the chauffeur exined to him patiently.


    "We''ll need a chauffeur," Mandy immediately replied.


    She had onlye up with such arrangements only because she was worried that she would be


    spending too much and Matysh would be unhappy about it.


    However, she did not expect Matysh to be asking for the best. He was nothing like a European noble,


    but he seemed like a parvenu.


    He was so much different from his nephew.


    The chauffeur nced at them through the rearview mirror. He could not help but wonder as this was


    his first time running into such a situation.


    No matter how wealthy a person was, they came here for a vacation. Enjoying the stay and having fun


    was all that mattered.


    However, this man had blown his mind. He wanted everything he used to be the best as though they


    were free.


    Mandy did not care what the chauffeur thought about them and whined, “Hey, stop being mad. I only


    made such arrangements just because I thought of helping you to save some money."


    "Is this even considered expensive?" Matysh gave her a cold stare. The woman who imed to be


    helping him to save the money was also finding a way to bleed him dry.


    Women were the same!


    Mandy smiled and said, "It''s not expensive, indeed. Okay, I got it. Stop being mad."


    A hint of impatience shed across Matysh''s eyes as he said to her, "Everything I use must be the very


    best. I won''ty my eyes on something less than that."


    "Okay. I understand," If Matysh were not her sugar daddy, she would not have replied to him


    immediately.


    They headed to the holiday resort. Matysh did not notice that there was a taxi following behind them


    since they left the railway station.


    Ross was sitting in the taxi, watching their car drive into the holiday resort. Then, he reported to Gale


    the situation now.


    "Mr. Gale, they''ve entered Peace Valley Vi."


    "Peace Valley Vi? Why does that sound familiar to me?" Gale frowned. He could not remember it in


    the first instance. He had no choice but to give up and say, "Okay. Find a hotel nearby and keep an eye


    on them. Our men in B City will be following your instructions."


    "Got it, Mr. Gale," replied Ross. He took out a banknote and handed it to the taxi driver. He told him to


    keep the change and walked into the hotel opposite the holiday resort and booked a room for himself.


    A City.


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    Luke listened to Gale''s report and learned that Matysh had gone to Peace Valley View. His eyes


    darkened at once.


    After Gale finished reporting to him, he scratched the back of his head and asked, "Boss, why does the


    name of the resort, Peace Valley View, sound familiar to me?"


    "The ce was developed by Jim Holston," Luke reminded him.


    "Oh, yes. It''s him. That''s why it sounds familiar to me," Gale pped his hands once and he recalled it.


    Jim had even invited him to his resort for a holiday.


    However, he had been busy, so that was how the matter ended.


    The owner of the ce Matysh was vacationing in belonged to someone they knew, and he was one of


    Luke''s friends.


    Coincidences like this happened over and over again. Gale could not help but exim, "Boss, why do I


    have this feeling that even God is helping us? It''ll be easy to keep him under surveince if he''s staying


    in Mr. Holston''s resort this time."


    "Yeah," Luke nodded. He did not believe in fate, but such a coincidence made things much easier for


    him.


    "I''ll leave Jim to you," said Luke.


    "Got it, Boss. I promise to watch Matysh like a hawk," Gale assured him.


    After Gale left, Luke continued with his work.


    Matysh was gone for the time being. It gave Luke the chance to rx a little, and it also gave him more


    time to handle his work at the office.


    When it was noontime, hepared the time difference between his country and Russia. He thought


    that Marcos should have woken up by now, and he made a call.


    The call was answered in a few seconds.


    “Good morning, Mr. Crawford." Marcos'' voice sounded a little shaky.


    Luke could hear it in his voice and said, "Good morning, Mr. Marcos. I have something to tell you."


    "Is it about my mother?" Marcos lowered his voice and asked. He sounded desperate as though he


    wanted to see his mother now.


    "My men have found some leads and they''re still investigating it. We''ll need some time. The reason I


    called you is to tell you something about Matysh." Luke went straight to the point.


    "Okay. Go ahead." Marcos was a little disappointed. He thought it was about his mother.


    "Matysh left A City, but he''s not going back to Russia. Instead, he brought the woman who looks like


    Luca with him and headed to B City for a vacation. You know him well, so I''d like to ask what he''s up


    to?"


    "I''m not sure either, but I can assure you that he hasn''t given up yet. Otherwise, he wouldn''t have


    brought that woman with him to B City. Stay alert," replied Marcos.


    "I know, but I''d like you to help me with something," Luke told him the purpose of making this call.


    "Yes, sure."


    "Help me to get in Matysh''s head. I''d like to find out how long he''ll be staying there," Luke requested.


    "I know what to do. I''ll call back an hourter." Marcos promised to help him. He paused for a moment


    and said, "Mr. Crawford,"


    "Yes?" Luke did not say much as he knew Marcos had something to tell him.


    "I don''t want Matysh toe back alive. If he''s still alive, I hope hees back a disabled man," said


    Marcos. Throughout this time, he had been reading the letter his mother had left him. The hatred in his


    heart was growing stronger day after day.


    The whole family should feel sorry for what they had done to his parents.


    However, the man who went out of line was Matysh. Hence, Marcos thought of getting rid of Matysh


    first.


    "I''ll try my best." Luke did not promise him and responded that way.