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.

under ten minutes, he arrived at the baby’s

disarray in the room that had yet to be tidied, Charles was stunned. With a serious look on his face, he immediately inquired, “Did

Cedrick’s expression darkened. “No.”

you remain so calm? The audacity of those individuals to cause trouble right under our noses suggests a significant influence backing them. What if they harm Gwen? Didn’t you enjoy putting up the image of a loving husband in

fierce gaze and the icy expression on his face. “Charles, my wife is missing, and yet you seem

“Now is not the right time

placing Benedict in Charles’ arms. “You should be well aware of your own hidden motives. Take care of your godson and ensure

reluctance. “Can you take me with you? After all, I am the director of the Central Intelligence Agency, and my skills could be

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

Charles kept mum.

assembled. Cedrick turned around and swiftly left the

through the woods for over ten minutes while being held hostage, Gwendolyn finally

bricks, a stark contrast to the muddy

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

picked up the crisp sound of

feet felt different, more like expensive marble tiles

taken her to a fancy place. Aren’t they

house.

a texture resembling fabric and cotton.

perplexed, struggling to comprehend the situation unfolding before her. Did they kidnap me or invite me here as

removed, Gwendolyn was momentarily blinded by the sudden burst of bright light. It took her a while to get used to the blinding light

before her, and she found herself sitting on a couch

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

on a couch, was puffing

eyes narrowed slightly as he

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

my private mansion, which, I must admit, has been neglected and is not in its

Kron, do you truly expect me to drink the coffee

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