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?”

fall sick

Jasmine’s words began to

care about sending your sick wife to the hospital, but you’ve been away for days and won’t reply to messages. What could possibly be

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

Undeniably, he hesitated.

already found Gwendolyn and apprehended the culprit in Quawak. Perhaps his trip would be

couldn’t ignore the chance that the information might be true. It presented a perfect opportunity for him to save Gwendolyn if he acted on

the chance to rescue Gwendolyn and possess her as his own. The possibility, no matter how slight,

the side of the road, giving himself a moment of

silently finding Gwendolyn. Even if it ended in failure, he believed it would

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

dusk approached, the red sky reflected

Time was running out.

grip before tightening them again, the repetitive motion mirroring the

resolute decision. He slammed on the

launched a large-scale search operation

remain idle and decided to search

at the man’s residence, he was

limping gait remaining the same, his appearance

behind, grabbing his collar discreetly. With warmth and politeness, he inquired, “Sir, how many years have you been

up

chuckled. “What are

“N-Nothing. I…”

explaining, Cedrick forcefully tugged his

thud. He let out a pained howl, clutching

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

really expect me to believe that an elderly man like you needs a fake

Jenson. I was forced to do this!” the man begged, abandoning the

Cedrick narrowed his eyes and demanded, “Where

man appeared stunned. “Joe? Who’s

a murderous aura, Cedrick kicked

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