In the downpour, Cedrick followed Swain to see Gwendolyn’s car that went off-road.

It was a light green Maserati.

Since Gwendolyn loved green, he gifted her this limited edition car for their third anniversary.

It was indeed her car.

With his red-rimmed eyes, he stared fixedly at the damaged car. The raindrops got caught on his eyelashes, blurring his vision.

He always remembered how Gwendolyn cherished this car. She would drive the car almost every day, yet it remained pristine as if it were brand new.

Just what did she encounter in Orchidbay Tunnel that made her car spiral out of control?

A group of soldiers from the Federal Bureau of Investigation surrounded the car. Braving the rain, they inspected the car for any signs of suspicious stuff.

Taking an umbrella from the person beside him, Swain silently stood by Cedrick’s side, shielding the latter from the rain.

Cedrick’s aura was so heavy that it beat the gloominess of the rain. Feeling his heart breaking for Cedrick, Swain stared at his boss.

“Don’t worry, Boss. Mrs. Jenson is capable. No one is inside the car, anyway, which proves she’s still alive. We can surely find her.”

Enduring the pain, Cedrick spoke, his voice hoarse.

“How’s the search going? Have you searched around the canyon?”

Looking down, Swain let out a sigh. “Mrs. Jenson’s car lost control before the rain started. Luckily, we found the car earlier. Otherwise, the heavy rain would’ve washed away the traces of the car. There’s mud everywhere now, so it’s hard for us to find any traces, but we’ve already checked the area and even have a tracking dog with us. We found no bloodstains, so Mrs. Jenson should be unharmed.”

Slowly, Cedrick heaved a sigh of relief.

No bloodstains. Unharmed. These are good news.

“Continue searching. Arrange a tow truck and bring this car back for inspection. See if there are any additional fingerprints or footprints on the car.”

Gwenny got out of

situation would she voluntarily

tightened his fists, his veins

up for Charles. Little did he know that she

should’ve been by her

info, Mr. Jenson. We found Mrs.

in thoughts, someone

or any usage traces, the police sealed the device inside a transparent

Cedrick stared at the

touched

did not indicate that her phone was switched off. Rather, it had a

shattered, the GPS tracker was still functioning; Swain could easily

thought about it. “This is not Gwenny’s phone,” he stated

things happened, someone else

hers, then… could Mrs.

her,

instructed, “Call for a tow truck and return to the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Overlook no

“Yes.”

him the umbrella, Cedrick already turned around and left in the rain. He

and he was also concerned about Gwendolyn. Obeying Cedrick’s instruction, he arranged a

other side, Cedrick did not walk too far

he saw that the call

he was lost in his thoughts and just stared at the screen instead

would be a

did Gwendolyn go? Could her disappearance be related to

waiting for news from

he stared at the

not be found—that was the most crucial

Charles’ call and replied with a text

now. Take care of the kids. Don’t bring them back to the Jenson residence; just let them sleep in the lab. Have Nico go to Harrick Villa and pack

he forced himself to remain composed,

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