Victor got off the plane at Boston Airport and went to the City Mall to buy a few gifts for Tracy. He deliberately selected some foreign products that were not available in Boston and pretended that he was choosing the gifts for his wife while he was out of town.

He even bought a box of Barbie dolls to give to his unborn daughter. In fact, he also likes daughters.

But this set of dolls is really expensive. The whole set cost him more than 40 dollars. This HD company is really a rip-off. But the dolls are really beautiful.

After returning home in a taxi, Victor rang the doorbell.

“Ding Dong~!”

"Who is it?" A woman's voice came from the room.

Victor seemed slightly excited.

The door opened, and Tracy saw her man coming back. She exclaimed in surprise, "Victor, you're back so soon. I thought you would be away for a few days."

Victor gave Tracy a hug and then carefully touched the woman's bulging belly.

This is the continuation of one's own life.

"Tracy, I bought you a gift." Victor took out the gift from his bag and Tracy was very happy.

There were also Barbie dolls. Tracy liked them very much. "I went shopping in the mall a few days ago and saw Barbie dolls. Barbie dolls are very famous now, but they are too expensive so I couldn't bear to buy one. I didn't expect you to buy one."

"You must be tired. Take a rest first. I'll cook for you." Tracy said gently.

Back home, Victor was very relaxed. He took off his suit, put on slippers, sat on the sofa, and picked up a newspaper to read the news.

Woman cooking in the kitchen.

This is the life he wants.

Stable and warm.

He had already made up his mind that he would not go out to work for a while after this and would stay with his wife. He had also saved some money before, enough to live on for several years.

At this moment, the phone in the living room rang. Victor picked it up and answered, "This is Victor's house."

"Is this Mr. Victor?" A man's voice came from the phone.

The voice was strange.

"Who are you?"

Victor asked in surprise.

"My name is Henry, and I'm from Los Angeles. I think you should know what's going on." Henry said in a low voice.

Los Angeles!

Victor felt a chill down his spine and shuddered with fear.

He knew that the thing he least wanted to see had happened.

The other party can call out your name and find your home phone number, which means he knows your situation very well.

"We are at your doorstep now. You can try to escape, but I believe you don't have the strength to escape from my clutches. If you really do that, think about Tracy and the baby in her belly." Victor's hand holding the microphone was shaking violently.

He believed that the other party would definitely do something horrible that he could not even imagine.

Victor immediately pleaded:

"No, no, no, I won't run. Please don't hurt Tracy and the children. They have nothing to do with what I did."

"I'll give you three minutes. Come out with the check," Henry said.

"Okay, okay, I'll go out right now. I promise I won't run away." Hearing that the other party had let his wife and children go, Victor couldn't help but thank him.

Three minutes.

It is invaluable to him now.

Victor hurried to the bedroom and opened the partition of the closet. There was a small space at the back with an iron box inside. He opened the iron box and found two stacks of banknotes, a bank passbook, and a house deed.

After thinking for a while, Victor took out the only two hundred dollars he had left and put them in the box. Then he quickly walked to the kitchen and stood in front of Tracy.

Tracy looked at her husband holding a box of money in a daze, "What's wrong, Victor, where did you get so much money?"

Victor forced a smile and said, "Tracy, this money is all the money I earned over the years. There is more than 4,000 US dollars in cash, 20,000 in the passbook, and the deed to this house. I'm giving it all to you now."

"What's wrong with you, Victor?" Tracy asked her husband worriedly.

"I have something very important to do, so I may be away for a long time. I'll leave these to you to live your life."

After Victor finished speaking, he looked at Tracy's belly and reached out to touch it. He seemed to feel the baby moving inside, and the corners of Victor's mouth twitched a few times.

How much he wished to see the birth of the child, but he was afraid that he had no chance. He had offended the wrong person this time. The other party was too powerful and was able to track him down so quickly. The power was so strong that he could not even imagine it.

"I'm leaving now. Take good care of the children."

After saying that, Victor strode out. He didn't dare to delay as the other party only gave him three minutes. He was afraid that if he exceeded the time limit and was misunderstood by the other party, those people would rush in and Tracy might be in danger.

"Victor~!"

The woman noticed something and cried out.

Victor walked out the door quickly without looking back.

The woman put down the shovel and ran to the door, where she saw her husband get into a black car, close the door and drive away quickly.

In the car.

Henry looked at Victor coldly.

"Where's the check?"

Victor quickly took out the check from his pocket and handed it over.

Henry took the check, looked at it carefully, and put it in his pocket after confirming that it was correct.

Henry never spoke to Victor again.

It was very quiet in the car. Victor didn't know how the other party would deal with him. Would they kill him directly and bury his body or throw him into the sea to feed the fish?

He felt that his chances of survival were slim.

The car drove to the airport and took him on a plane. He found that everyone on the plane was wearing black clothes. They all had solemn expressions and it was obvious at first glance that they were not easy to mess with.

It would be such a big deal to charter a plane with so many people to arrest him. How much would it cost? He even doubted whether 100,000 RMB was enough.

The plane took off and Victor sat quietly in his seat, his heart in his throat, not knowing what cruel means these people would use to deal with him.

Do I still have a chance to survive?

To be honest,

No one wants to die.

Victor didn't want to die either, and on the way he kept thinking about how he could survive.

The plane landed at the New York airport, and he was taken into a car and soon taken to a familiar place.

auction company.

Victor's heart trembled slightly when he saw the plaque.

This was not the first time Victor came to Han Ye-jin's general manager's office. He had been there several times before. The beautiful Asian girl boss was very enthusiastic towards him, as was the French girl who was the general manager's assistant.

Who will I meet this time?

Victor was taken into the office. As soon as he entered, he saw Han Ye-jin and Irina. Standing next to them was a young man. Victor guessed that this young man might be the boss behind the auction company.

Henry walked up to Hardy and said, "Boss, the person is here, and the check is also returned." He took out the check from his pocket and handed it over.

Hadi looked at the check, turned around and handed it to Han Ye-jin, and said with a smile: "Look, the matter is settled."

Han Yizhen took the money, glared at Victor angrily, and said through gritted teeth: "Mr. Leo, you will be sent to prison for doing this."

Victor forced an awkward smile and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Han, I was too greedy. I apologize."

Victor thought that if he could go to jail, it would probably be the best outcome. He was afraid that he would not even have the chance to go to jail.

Hardy looked at Victor and said to Henry, "Take him away."

Victor knew that these people would probably deal with him next, and he would be doomed to die.

He doesn't want to die.

On the way here, Victor was thinking about how to survive.

When Hardy told Henry to take her out, she was so scared that she shouted, "Mr. Han, please give me another chance."

Han Ye-jin was still angry with Victor and said bitterly: "You cheated me of my money, so I should hand you over to the police and put you in jail."

Victor thought that if these people took him away, it would not be as simple as going to jail.

"Sir, Miss Han, I know I have offended you and I regret it, but I do have some information about antique artworks. If this matter is investigated, a large number of antique artworks can be found."

Victor said urgently.

Hardy looked at the guy, wondering if he was lying to save his life. "What news do you have?"

Victor breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the other party was willing to listen to him, he still had a chance.

"The previous incident about the artwork was indeed a lie I made up, but this incident has a source. I was inspired by that incident to make up this story."

"On the cruise ship I was on from France to the United States, a roommate told me a story: After the Germans invaded France, they looted gold, jewelry and various antique artworks."

"It takes some professionals to find and collect these artworks. Some people became French traitors and specialized in helping the Germans do this. That person said he knew a man named Debrand Hill, who was originally the head of a small local museum in France. After the Germans came, he chose to surrender."

"The Germans knew his ability and asked him to help collect antique artworks. During the occupation of France, many people fled in a hurry, and things like paintings and artworks could not be moved, so they were abandoned in mansions and galleries."

"It is said that during those years, Hill helped the Germans collect thousands of famous paintings, and this work never stopped. Later, the situation changed. After Hill got a batch of famous paintings, he hid them according to the instructions of the Germans. Later, Hill also disappeared."

"The person who told me about this said that Hill was afraid that the government would investigate what he had done, so he fled early. It seems that he fled to the United States. Over the years, I have been tracking down Hill's whereabouts, hoping to find him."

"Mr. Han, if we can find that Hill, we can find the buried antique artworks, which will definitely be a fortune worth a lot of money."

Hardy looked at the guy and said calmly, "You think you can get me to let you go just by telling such a far-fetched story?"

Victor also knew that his information was of little value, so he quickly said, "Sir, I have a photo of Hill. Although it is very difficult to find him, it is still a hope."

"I am willing to do my best to find that Hill. After I find him, the treasure will belong to you completely. It is my compensation. It is more valuable than killing me. Don't you think so?"

Victor looked at Hardy with a pleading look on his face.

When Han Ye-jin heard the word "kill", her heart shuddered slightly and she turned to look at Hardy. She thought that Hardy asked Henry to take this man away to send him to the police station.

It seems that I am still too naive.