The President's Pregnant, Ex-Wife-Chapter 437 – I got him

Earlier

A luxury car pulled over at the gate of the event, and one of the security agents approached the car. The driver showed his identification, proving that he was a designated driver.

"Who are you here for?" the agent asked politely, as it was not uncommon for guests to use designated drivers. It could be that they had issues with their cars, so this was well accepted.

The driver showed the proof of request to the agent at the gate, who put a call through to his boss.

"Sir, there is a designated driver here. He has a request from the man who looks like the groom," the agent said to his boss.

At the other side of the line, the chief of security agents was already making his way to the gate as he spoke on the phone.

He was happy to be able to nail this man and who knows, he might not even need that woman anymore.

"Great. Let him in and don’t let him know that he is being followed."

The agent at the gate instantly discerned from his boss’s words that he wanted someone to follow this man secretly.

"Yes, sir."

After ending the call, he turned to the designated driver and said, "your customer is waiting for you."

The driver smiled and drove away. Upon reaching there, he couldn’t see the customer and sent an arrival message.

’Sir, I am waiting at the underground car park.’

The fake Robin knew that the driver would be followed and did not walk to him. After confirming his location, he moved on all fours from under one car to the other to where the car of the designated driver was.

The driver heard a knock on the door but saw no one. Out of curiosity, he stepped out of the car to check but heard a voice from below.

"Don’t look down. Did you bring the items I asked?"

The driver was nervous at the sound of the voice but relaxed upon realizing that this was indeed the man who had requested his service.

"Yes, sir. They are in the car," he responded without looking down.

Sit in the car and throw them under," the fake Robin instructed. He was so scared of being apprehended and quickly came up with this plan.

The driver obeyed, removing his clothes and throwing them on the floor as he removed the wig from his head. By the time he was done, the fake Robin picked up the items, equally dropping his clothes on the floor.

He crawled away in his boxer shorts and went to change in the washroom while the driver equally put on his clothes. When he returned, he entered the limo and instructed the driver,

"When you reach security check, tell them that I abused and took your clothes. You need to play the victim or you shall be arrested."

The driver was new to all this, but the long wig this man had told him to buy and wear before coming had indeed disguised the fake Robin quite well.

If someone saw his back, they would not recognize him. In the same vein, the wig the fake Robin gave the driver caused his back to look like that of Robin.

The glass of the car was tinted, so he was sure that no one saw him change. Also, he was certain that the cameras would not be able to capture whatever happened on the floor.

"Okay, and my payment?" He asked seriously. The fake Robin forced a smile and said, "I already sent it, but make sure you don’t look at their faces because you don’t look like me."

The fake Robin knew that if the driver was caught, then it would be difficult for him to also escape as they would be looking for a different person.

He had to find a way to escape before this driver does. "Alright. I will leave first and tell them that I escaped." He was about to enter the driver’s side of the limo when he recalled something and said to the driver, "You forgot something."

The driver frowned in confusion as the fake Robin beckoned him to come closer. As he obliged, the fake Robin monitored the cameras before punching him hard in the face.

"Ouch, that was too hard and painful," the driver screeched. The fake Robin spoke with a straight face, saying, "It has to be believable."

As the designated driver drove his car, the fake Robin used the next exit. Since attention was on the designated driver, no one gave any attention to the limousine that drove out of the underground car park.

The designated driver was stopped at the security check. Since the chief of security agents arrived, he had been waiting from afar, just for the car to get close to the gate for the customer of this designated driver to be arrested.

Sadly, as they checked his car, he was the only one in it and wearing the fake Robin’s attire and wig, the agent smiled proudly and called Robin on the phone.

"Mr. Jewel, we caught the man who looked like you."

He felt that the DNA test would no longer be needed and he could let the girl who spilled the drink on Robin go.

"Send him to the location I am sending to you. After visiting the hospital, I will come and see him myself," Robin responded from the end of the line, his heart warming, and his joy inexplicable for the fact that this whole charade was soon going to be over.

The head of security smiled and ended the call. "Sir, please step out of the car," he instructed the designated driver whose head was lowered all this while.

When the man lifted his head, stepped out of the car and locked gazes with the chief of security agents, his breath hitched in his throat.

"Who are you? Where is the owner of the clothes you are wearing?" He panicked and asked. The driver calmed himself and already had a black eye from the punch the fake Robin gave him.

"He knocked me unconscious and when I woke up, I was wearing this, and he was gone," the designated driver said smoothly, the chief of security agents was sweating nervously.

Robin had already sent him the address where the fake Robin should be taken so how could he explain his mistake?

No, he was certain that this man with an identical look to Mr. Jewel couldn’t have gone far and instantly alerted all the security outlets.

"No car should leave the exit, and security checks should be on high alert. The man we are looking for is dressed in casual clothes and wearing a long wig." He explained the image the former agent had sent to him about the designated driver when the latter arrived.

He was relieved when he heard a response from Daniel, who was checking the surveillance cameras.

"I got him."