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?”

did fall sick when she’s

stared ahead silently, but Jasmine’s

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

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

Undeniably, he hesitated.

his trip would be in vain, and the person who sold him the information could have

might be true. It presented a

possess her as his own. The possibility, no matter how

dilemma, Charles found it hard to breathe. He pulled over to the side of the road, giving himself a moment of respite, and fell into deep

ended in failure, he believed it would provide closure to the

the responsibility he had toward his arranged marriage with Whitney. Her illness made it all the

approached, the red sky reflected off Charles’

Time was running out.

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

made a resolute decision. He slammed on the accelerator, his gaze

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

idle and decided to search for the

man’s residence, he was taken

hunched back and limping gait remaining the same, his appearance and aura

from behind, grabbing his collar discreetly. With warmth

up when he heard Cedrick’s

chuckled. “What are you afraid

“N-Nothing. I…”

Cedrick forcefully tugged his collar backward and threw

fell to the ground with a thud. He let

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

that an elderly man like you needs a fake beard? Maybe

Please don’t, Mr. Jenson. I was forced to do this!” the man begged,

Cedrick narrowed his

appeared stunned. “Joe? Who’s that? I really don’t know

kicked

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