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.

and in under ten minutes, he arrived at the

tidied, Charles was stunned. With a serious look on his

Cedrick’s expression darkened. “No.”

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 public? Now that Gwen is missing, you don’t seem

turned his head slightly, catching Charles’ fierce gaze and the icy expression on his face. “Charles, my wife is missing, and yet you seem so eager to take my place. Are you trying to usurp my position? I’m

“Now is not the right time to get jealous. Finding out where Gwen is, should be our top

of

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

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,

Charles kept mum.

led by Jasper, had already assembled. Cedrick turned around

woods for over ten minutes while

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

in suits remained eerily silent

eyes blindfolded, Gwendolyn’s heightened auditory senses picked up the crisp sound of

different, more like expensive marble tiles rather

abductors had taken her to a fancy place. Aren’t they supposed to lock me in

into a house. The men in suits held her shoulders, guiding

touch, with a texture resembling fabric and

situation unfolding before her. Did they kidnap me or invite me here

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

before her,

a middle-aged man in a tailored

on a couch, was

as he

approached Gwendolyn, removed the

to introduce 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 finest state.

cast a glance at the coffee on the table. She scoffed, “Mr. Kron, do you truly expect me

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