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

yet to be tidied, Charles was stunned. With a serious look on his face, he immediately inquired, “Did you manage to locate Gwen’s whereabouts? Is she

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

missing, and yet you seem so eager to take my

hearing that, Charles was bereft of words. “Now is not the right time to get jealous. Finding out where Gwen is, should

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

mix of concern and reluctance. “Can you take me with you? After all, I am the director of

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 the

Charles kept mum.

by Jasper, had already assembled.

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

stark contrast to the muddy

the men in suits remained eerily silent as well,

up the

her feet felt different, more like

place. Aren’t they supposed to lock me in

in her mind, Gwendolyn was led into a house.

a texture

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

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

luxurious mansion before her, and she

saw a middle-aged man in a tailored suit. He looked roguish but at the same time,

on a couch, was

sharp and murky eyes narrowed slightly as he exchanged a glance with his subordinate

approached Gwendolyn, removed the rag in her mouth, and

me 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. Please accept my apologies for the untidiness,

do you truly expect me to drink the coffee

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