Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

The security guard stepped forward, his face cautious. "What's going on here?"

"Police investigation. Here's the search warrant," one of the officers replied, flashing the document.

The guard barely glanced at the paperwork before unlocking the main gate. But when it came to the front door, they hit a snag the security code.

"I don't have the code, either," the guard admitted, shrugging helplessly.

James jabbed the doorbell again and again. No one answered.

"Break the window!" he barked, his impatience boiling over. "I'll take responsibility for whatever happens."

There really wasn't any other choice.

Glass shattered. The police swept into Southcreek Manor. They scoured every room, every corner. There wasn't a single sign of Briony or anyone else.

"How is this possible?" James stared at the empty mansion, anxiety clawing at his chest. He felt completely lost.

The police eventually withdrew, finding nothing.

James slumped on the front steps, burying his head in his hands. He'd tried calling Briony all night, but her phone never connected.

Sensing something was seriously wrong, he'd called Crystal.

Crystal had told him Briony was away on a last-minute business trip, but said they'd been exchanging messages. Still, James knew Briony. Her daughter, Little Nina, meant everything to her. Even when traveling for work, she always made time for a daily call or video chat. Two days without a single call? Completely out of character.

told him Briony was in

The moment he landed, he went straight to

They found nothing.

Briony had vanished.

searched Stewart's law firm and

in his mind-Stewart had taken

Southcreek Manor. It was the only place in Northborough he could think of. But even

ran his hands through his hair. Where could Stewart have

pulled up beside his Range

"Mr. Delaney."

flickering in his tired eyes. He sprang to his feet. "Dr. Clarke, do you

"What I can confirm is that they're no longer in Northborough. In fact, it's possible they've already left the

stunned. "You're saying

a private jet, so it's hard

.n

think Stewart would

that's not harm, what

deserve getting mixed up

realizing nothing he said

rang. He glanced at

answered quickly. "You've heard