"Do we have any leads on Darian's whereabouts?" Lilah asked, her brow furrowed, sensing that Darian might head to Northam.

"They're on it," Gerard replied.

At this moment, the airport staff signaled them to board. Devonte, handling their luggage alone, urged them forward.

However, Lilah said, “Devonte, stick with us. Cyrus and Kyler, you two head back first."

The other two were taken aback but refrained from questioning further.

It was clear to everyone that Lilah had her reasons for asking Devonte to stay, likely related to this very issue.

Meanwhile, at the entrance to Northam, a discreet black van hurtled down the expressway. They maintained top speed throughout the journey and finally shook off their pursuers.

“What's the latest? Did those rogues manage to tail us again?"

Sitting in the back seat, Darian made a phone call, his voice tinged with irritation.

Soon, a sycophantic voice responded from the other end, "They're off our trail. We split into three groups and led them toward Nmond, where their forces are now concentrated."

Hearing this, Darian finally breathed a sigh of relief. His escape had been a frantic rush, his thoughts tormented by the haunting visages of Lilah and Gerard.

"Curse them! Curse them! I swear, when I return, I'll make Lilah pay before I end her!"

In his rage, Darian slammed his fist against the seat, inadvertently aggravating his wound, which elicited a sharp wince of pain from him.

"Are you certain that Shelia is currently in Northam?" Darian inquired the driver, with a cold edge to his voice. "Are you sure Lilah and her team have departed?"

The driver nodded firmly. “We've conducted thorough investigations and detected Shelia's recent presence in Northam. Lilah and the others were seeking medical attention and have since left."

With a menacing expression etched across his handsome features, Darian clenched his teeth and murmured, “Good. Is that wretch Lilah afflicted with a festering wound? She deserves to suffer and perish, but..."

Darian regretted that his Shelia was a skilled doctor. No disease seemed too challenging for her to conquer.

Furthermore, Shelia's intelligence was what captivated him the most, compelling him to win her heart persistently.

“Lilah and Shelia bear a resemblance... Could they be sisters?"

This thought narrowed Darian's eyes, casting a shadow of danger across his face.

The driver hesitated before responding, “It's quite possible. There are certain things we're still unclear about. I'll dispatch someone to delve deeper."

"Speed up," Darian commanded impatiently, urging the driver to accelerate and find Shelia before others could intervene.

One hour later, Darian arrived in Northam and proceeded to the guesthouse where Miranda was supposed to be.

They searched the premises to no avail. Upon inquiring, they Learned that the two women had left half an hour earlier.