The Ex and Her Riches

To test his theory, Charles drove in the opposite direction according to the result he obtained.

Despite having the utmost trust in the Federal Bureau of Investigation’s investigation skills and Cedrick’s discoveries, Charles wanted to test the reliability of Dark Netz’s information.

Moreover, the person who sold him the information provided detailed insight into Gwendolyn’s situation, compelling Charles to seriously consider its validity.

He yearned for a chance to be with her, if only once.

On the road, Charles couldn’t shake the thought of Gwendolyn’s smile. Despite the risks, he was determined to give it a try, even if it meant jeopardizing his own safety on this journey.

Charles’ heart raced, and he felt inexplicably nervous.

At the height of his sensitivity, his phone rang.

It was a call from Whitney.

After Gwendolyn’s disappearance, Charles had not returned to the Newton residence for many days.

Despite Whitney’s efforts to reach out through texts and calls, Charles never responded to any of them.

After the phone call ended, Charles’ scattered thoughts settled, and his determination to find Gwendolyn only intensified.

However, he received a call from Jasmine immediately after.

He chose not to answer the call either. Once the phone stopped ringing, the Bluetooth system in his car automatically played the voicemail.

Jasmine’s voice played through the voicemail, scolding, “Charles, where have you been? You just got married, but you left your wife alone at home and won’t return. No husband should behave like you.”

Her criticisms annoyed Charles slightly.

As Charles was about to reject the call, Jasmine continued, “Whitney is ill. She had stomach flu and was in loads of pain. Lucas and I sent her to the hospital for emergency treatment. She hasn’t been discharged yet and is still receiving an IV drip. Are you not going to visit her, Charles?”

ill? How did fall sick when

ahead silently, but Jasmine’s words began to

your sick wife to the hospital, but you’ve been

grip on the steering wheel and slowly pressed the brake. The luxury car slowed down on the

Undeniably, he hesitated.

the possibility that Cedrick had already found Gwendolyn and apprehended the culprit in Quawak. Perhaps his trip would be in vain, and the person who

doubts, Charles couldn’t ignore the chance that the information might be true. It presented a perfect

the chance to rescue Gwendolyn and possess her as

it hard to breathe. He pulled over to the side of the road, giving himself

finding Gwendolyn. Even if it ended in failure, he believed it would provide closure to the decade of feelings he

Her illness made it all the more crucial for him to be there for her

the red sky reflected off

Time was running out.

wheel firmly, then loosened his grip before tightening them again, the repetitive motion mirroring the turmoil inside

took a deep breath and made a resolute decision. He slammed on

the Federal Bureau of Investigation’s team wasted no time. They immediately launched a large-scale search operation in the

remain idle and decided to search for the

he arrived at the man’s residence, he was taken

and limping gait remaining the same, his appearance

man from behind, grabbing his collar discreetly. With warmth and politeness, he inquired, “Sir, how many years

man tensed up when

chuckled. “What are you

“N-Nothing. I…”

man to finish explaining, Cedrick forcefully tugged his collar backward and threw him onto the

man fell to the ground with a thud. He let out a pained howl, clutching his back in

of a sudden, the man hissed again, this time from the pain of having his beard

you really expect me to believe that an elderly man like you needs a fake beard? Maybe I should check

I was forced to do this!” the man begged, abandoning the jaded voice

Cedrick narrowed his

stunned. “Joe? Who’s that?

Cedrick kicked the man’s stomach