Her Biliionaire Husband

Chapter 623 Unease

“Antheena? Antheena!” Xavier shouted, but nobody answered him. He took out his phone, only to realize there was no way they could get in touch with the outside world because the cell phone signal had been jammed on the second floor and above.

“Conrad, keep an eye on Troy while I look for Antheena,” he said to Conrad in a loud voice before turning around to leave. At this moment, they had arrived on the fifth floor.

Seeing the mess everywhere in the hotel, the smell of gunpowder filling the air, and the wailing people lying on the ground, Xavier looked as stoic and indifferent as an emotionless robot. Coming all the way downstairs from the fifth floor, he searched everywhere for Antheena while shouting her name, but he didn’t find her. In the end, he came down to the first floor and made a phone call.

Beep! Beep! Beep! Antheena’s phone rang several times, but no one answered the phone. Xavier made a few more phone calls in a row, but they went unanswered. At this moment, he knitted his brows and tightened his grip on his phone as a bad feeling came over him.

“Crap!” he swore. Without a moment’s hesitation, he came down to the sub-basement parking lot and drove off before dialing a number on his way. “Find out where the helicopter on the rooftop of Atlantis Hotel has gone—now!”

wasn’t certain about Veronica’s location, he saw with his own eyes the direction in which the helicopter left at the time. Therefore, he had no choice but to set

with Conrad before anyone realized it. They kept some distance from Troy to avoid alerting the latter of

Miguel on the sixth floor,

Kings!” He called out to him while quickly trotting up

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an SUV drove toward Primrose Hill at lightning speed whereas a dozen sedans were slowly moving forward in a row

in the living room at the villa on Primrose Hill while drinking uneasily from the glass of warm water she was holding in her hands. “Destiny, can your people make sure that

leather suit, Destiny nodded. “My men are in charge of dealing with those on the periphery, so they won’t be

Veronica pursed her lips before looking up at Crayson, who was standing at the villa’s entrance. “Master Crayson, I’m worried about Matthew. He’s