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?”

fallen ill? How did fall sick when she’s only been

ahead silently, but Jasmine’s words began to make

of excuses for your absence. It’s fine if you don’t care about sending your sick wife to the hospital, but you’ve been away

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

Undeniably, he hesitated.

and apprehended the culprit in Quawak. Perhaps his trip would be in vain, and the person who sold him the information could

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

couldn’t ignore the chance to rescue Gwendolyn and possess her as his own.

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

in failure, he believed it would provide closure to

he couldn’t ignore the responsibility he had toward his arranged marriage with Whitney. Her illness made it all the more crucial for

sky reflected off Charles’

Time was running out.

clenched the steering wheel firmly, then loosened his grip before tightening them again,

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

of Investigation’s team wasted no time. They immediately launched a large-scale

to remain idle and decided to search for the old fisherman at

residence, he was taken aback by the

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

collar discreetly. With warmth and politeness, he inquired, “Sir, how many

tensed up when he heard Cedrick’s

are you afraid

“N-Nothing. I…”

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

to the ground with a thud. He let

hissed again, this time from the pain of

an elderly man like you needs a fake beard? Maybe I should check

forced to do this!” the man begged, abandoning the jaded voice he had used during

narrowed his eyes and demanded, “Where

appeared stunned. “Joe? Who’s that? I

a murderous aura, Cedrick kicked

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