Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

The man oddly felt his own heart softened as he looked at the photograph of what was obviously someone else’s kids.

It took a while before he spoke up, “Go to the Ministry of Transportation and dig out all the surveillance footage from Happy Avenue. I’ll handle this personally!”

“Understood!”

…..

Michael brought Charlotte to his own villa, and he summoned a doctor each for Charlotte and Fifi.Preoccupation with thoughts of the children and Mrs. Berry compounded the woman’s restlessness.

It was well past eight in the evening when Michael finally hit upon a breakthrough after he had mobilized his network of contacts. He eagerly brought his laptop to Charlotte. “Come take a look at this.”

“What is it? Have you found them?” she said as she drew close.

Michael pulled up surveillance footage showing the children alighting from the school bus. They stood by the side of the road for around a couple of minutes, possibly to listen to Ms. Cheney before the vehicle drove off.

The three children remained there as they talked amongst themselves before they departed in the direction of home.

“Robbie, Jamie, Ellie…”

when she saw her

watch on. There’s

to play

clip cut off halfway when the

hand in hand. They had stopped to fool around for a while when Ellie pointed towards the forested area nearby. Jamie

Robbie followed closely

on a traffic camera, there was no audio. Charlotte reckoned that the kids had gone

with the

asked anxiously, “Are there

I’m able to gather,” he replied. “I’ve inspected the site but have found no tracks there. That area isn’t monitored either. There’s a road on the other side though, but it seems like someone had erased the surveillance footage

could that be?” The color fell from the woman’s

the children might have met an accident

why the perpetrator had erased

ahead of ourselves,” Michael said as he held her hand. “I’ve inquired at all the hospitals in H City that I’m able to poke my nose into. There isn’t