The Enigmatic Return (Nancy’s And Roxanne )

Chapter 1450

“Useless! What a bunch of useless fools! Where is Phoebe now? And Howard! Where is he?” Matthew fumed.

Darren swallowed nervously, responding honestly.

Darren swallowed nervously, responding with honesty, “Phoebe has disappeared without a trace. We don’t know where she’s hiding. The people we sent to go with her haven’t returned yet, and there’s a possibility they might have been detained. As for the Logan family, we haven’t heard anything from them yet. Mr. Lozano, should we summon them here now?”

At this tense moment, Matthew was visibly furious, shaking his hand in frustration.

“Summon them for what? Given the current situation, if you summon them over and someone sees us, it would only bring trouble for the Bartitsu Guild.”

As he spoke, his face was shrouded in gloom.

“Fortunately, the Bartitsu Guild has not openly intervened in this matter and has only been giving instructions from the shadows. Even if something goes awry, we can deflect the blame onto those families involved: At present, let’s maintain a cautious stance and withdraw all our personnel to prevent providing any leverage to the Gordon family. We’ll assess the situation tomorrow before reaching a decision.”

Darren concurred, then voiced his concern, “What about those dispatched to Phoebe? They might not be able to keep things under wraps. If they disclose the Bartitsu Guild’s involvement, won’t the Gordon family have grounds against us?”

Matthew sneered, “Those few people’s words amount to nothing! Thankfully, I exercised caution and didn’t dispatch the most crucial figures from the Bartitsu Guild. Instead, I chose to send minor lackeys. If Phoebe hadn’t provided us with crucial information, I wouldn’t have bothered with her. She’s nothing more than an outcast from the Cox family. As for those few people we sent to go with her, they’re typically so inconspicuous that no one takes notice of them. Even if they were to betray the Bartitsu Guild, the Gordon family wouldn’t be able to use them as leverage. Furthermore, I could turn the tables and accuse the Gordon family of bribing them, insinuating that they’re deliberately framing the Bartitsu Guild. Or, I could say that those people belong to other families that attempt to tarnish the guild’s reputation. You should be able to handle such a minor issue well, right?”

Blood trickled from the corner of Darren’s forehead, making its way into his eyes. Swiftly, he raised his hand to wipe it away, hastily saying, “Okay.”

Throughout the night, Jean didn’t catch a wink of sleep. He remained by Neera’s bedside, vigilantly monitoring her condition.

As the doctor had forewarned, by midnight, Neera began running a high fever. Her whole body was burning up, and she mumbled incoherent words in her sleep from time to time.

Jean was anxious. He quickly fed her medicine and tried cooling her down physically.

temperature stubbornly persisted after two hours, showing no signs

room, keenly listening for any commotion. The moment she sensed something

“She’s developed a high fever, and her temperature won’t come down. The situation is hot

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cradled her in his arms. Without a word, he

at night, lan remained downstairs.

start the car.

Adriana asked Chad to accompany her to the

doctor initiated a simple cooling treatment for Neera, followed by a thorough

examination revealed a mild concussion and adverse reactions in her abdomen,

the doctor delivered the

Hasn’t that girl endured enough superficial wounds? Why are there so many other injuries? What did those b*stards do to Neera? My Neera…” she

a hug, his

equally grave, his eyes ablaze with

bulging veins. He endured the tumultuous emotions, struggling

inquired, “Is her condition serious?”

results, it’s not a severe illness. It seems to be a fever, and the concussion isn’t overly critical. However, a period of rest is imperative. As for the abdominal bruising and blood

slightly

ward, as Jean gazed at the fragile form of the woman resting in

had no idea how he managed to get through

of collapse, each second