Chapter 496 Have You Come to Paris Before
Goodman failed to comprehend it at first, but soon laughed a little. "Mr Lisa is quite the joker indeed. Our company's drivers send guests around Paris almost every day. Although I didn't pick one personally, all of them are equally as knowledgeable and qualified. Why would they head in the wrong direction?"
"Really? Then would Mr Goodman care to take a look outside. Why do I feel that we're heading toward the opposite direction instead?"Lisa knocked the door lightly while holding a wine bottle with his other arm.
Goodman was starting to get a little annoyed. Does this man think I'm stupid?! I don't even know how this mutton skewer seller got to become a director in Kim International. How much luck does he need? Ignoring the fact that we hold an equally high position in the company, he's even able to travel with Jennie... But I don't care how good he is in acting. The low-class will always stay that way. What does he even know?! he thought.
"Mr Lisa, forgive me for asking, but have you come to Paris before? Do you know where Hotel Sofitel is? Do you know how our traffic works?" Goodman asked politely as he suppressed his anger.
"15 Rue Boissy d'Anglas, am I right?" Lisa spoke in French fluently.
Goodman was astonished this time. He completely didn't expect Lisa to be able to speak French judging by his behavior. More shockingly, the address Lisa said was indeed that of Hotel Sofitel. He didn't think just anyone was able to guess it right.
As a result, Goodman finally turned his head to look at the situation outside. Upon looking outside, he quickly realized that the car wasn't heading to the city area in Paris. Instead, it was heading northeast towards who-knows-where!
"What's happening?!" Goodman murmured to himself in astonishment. He felt that his back was covered in sweat.
Jennie who had been silent all this time wasn't familiar with Paris. However, she too noticed that Lisa was right. For whatever reason, the car wasn't heading to the hotel. Worried, she turned her gaze to Lisa, hoping that he could explain the situation.
Lisa, on the other hand, shrugged his shoulders, as if he knew Jennie was going to ask him. "I am totally clueless about the situation. All I know is that we are headed in the wrong direction."
Shocked, Goodman quickly sat at the frontmost seat and pressed a button which was used to communicate with the driver.
The middle section of the Bentley limousine meant for guests was soundproof, to prevent the driver from overhearing their conversations. Thus, the only way to talk to the driver was through a device.
"Spiel! What are you doing?! You're going the wrong way! Do you hear me?!" Goodman yelled.
However, no matter how loud Goodman shouted or cursed, the driver called Spiel didn't reply a single word, as if he had heard nothing!
"Stop shouting. You won't be able to change anything. Haven't you noticed that the Mercedes behind has long disappeared?" Lisa drank some red wine and said smilingly, "It seems like someone had made a couple changes to the driver and bodyguards when you were away. The driver has either been changed or bribed. It's unfortunate that I don't know the driver, otherwise I would've been able to help you cross reference his identity."
Goodman was astonished. He had never expected his driver to be changed. Turning around to have a look behind, his bodyguards' Mercedes was indeed gone! Although he was an exceptional manager, it didn't mean he had experienced such things before. He quickly realized that the three of them had been abducted!
"Why is this happening... No! I have to call the police!" Goodman hurriedly took his phone out. However, his phone couldn't receive any signal!
"Stop dreaming. There must be a signal jammer in the car. Phones won't work for sure." Lisa laughed and said, "They're not that stupid. Why wouldn't they expect you to have a phone?"
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FantasyLisa Manobam a graduate from Harvard who is fluent in English, French, Italian, and German to list a few. He is also capable of fighting and a number of practical skills. Yet he chose to go on the streets to sell fried mutton skewers for a living. J...