Cedrick knitted his brows, maintaining a composed expression as he analyzed the situation.

Only a few individuals in Chanaea possessed the capability to defeat Gwendolyn unless her adversaries deployed a significant number of elite fighters. However, such a course of action would be highly conspicuous, attracting unnecessary attention within the hospital.

Alternatively, the other party might be armed.

Cedrick’s heart clenched as if someone was gripping it. The disheveled hospital room showed no signs of blood or any traces of violence, and he hoped that his suspicion would turn out to be unfounded.

Another possibility popped into his mind. Gwenny intentionally surrendered, offering herself as bait. Otherwise, Benny wouldn’t have been left behind in the closet. They would have taken them together.

After organizing his thoughts on the matter, he let out a deep sigh, feeling helpless and blaming himself for the risk his wife had undertaken.

Benedict continued to cry, his small mouth pouting. His soft and delicate sobs echoed his father’s distressed state.

Cedrick patiently comforted the baby, while his peripheral vision caught sight of a spilled pile of milk powder under the table.

He walked over, crouched down, and examined the traces of powdered milk.

His slender and graceful fingers touched the powder, twirling it between his fingertips, while his gaze darkened with contemplation.

Since Nico had worked tirelessly throughout last night and had just returned home to catch up on some sleep, Cedrick didn’t want to burden him with the task of investigating this incident.

“Contact Team Nine’s leader, Jasper, and instruct him to assemble a squad of ten soldiers. Also, bring a military dog,” he ordered.

“Yes, sir!”

While waiting for Jasper to quickly organize his team and Charles to arrive and take over, Cedrick comforted the baby.

the hospital, and in under ten minutes, he arrived at

to be tidied, Charles was stunned. With a serious look on his face, he immediately

Cedrick’s expression darkened. “No.”

noses suggests a significant influence backing them. What if they harm Gwen? Didn’t you enjoy putting up the image

my wife is missing, and yet you seem so eager to take my place. Are you trying to usurp

“Now is not the right time to get

aware of your own hidden motives. Take care of your godson and ensure his safety. I’ll go

you? After all, I am the director of the Central Intelligence Agency, and my skills

won’t be necessary. The agents from the Federal Bureau of Investigation are equally skilled,” Cedrick replied, giving him a cautious look. “I don’t trust the inexperienced officers at the bureau to take care of Benny. I can only entrust him to you. However, if you fail to take good care of him and cause me any trouble, it will only put Gwenny in further danger. I hope you understand

Charles kept mum.

led by Jasper, had already assembled. Cedrick turned around and swiftly left

through the woods for over ten minutes while being held

high heels echoed crisply as she stepped on the stone bricks, a stark contrast

kept mum throughout the journey while the men in suits remained eerily silent as well, refusing to divulge any

eyes blindfolded, Gwendolyn’s heightened auditory senses picked up

felt different, more like expensive marble tiles rather than

to a fancy place. Aren’t they

lingering in her mind, Gwendolyn was led into a house. The men in suits

a texture resembling fabric and cotton. Am I

unfolding before her. Did they kidnap me or invite me

sudden burst of bright light. It took her a while to get

her, and she found herself sitting on a

turned her head and saw a middle-aged man in a tailored suit. He looked roguish but at the

languidly on a couch,

eyes narrowed slightly as he exchanged a glance with his subordinate

an unusually polite attitude, approached Gwendolyn, removed the rag in her mouth, and poured

myself, Mrs. Jenson. I’m Channing Kron, and I oversee an underground enterprise in Salinsburgh. Welcome to my private mansion, which, I must admit, has been neglected and is not in its

me to drink the coffee when my hands are still bound? And isn’t it rather excessive to resort

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