Cedrick knitted his brows, maintaining a composed expression as he analyzed the situation.

Only a few individuals in Chanaea possessed the capability to defeat Gwendolyn unless her adversaries deployed a significant number of elite fighters. However, such a course of action would be highly conspicuous, attracting unnecessary attention within the hospital.

Alternatively, the other party might be armed.

Cedrick’s heart clenched as if someone was gripping it. The disheveled hospital room showed no signs of blood or any traces of violence, and he hoped that his suspicion would turn out to be unfounded.

Another possibility popped into his mind. Gwenny intentionally surrendered, offering herself as bait. Otherwise, Benny wouldn’t have been left behind in the closet. They would have taken them together.

After organizing his thoughts on the matter, he let out a deep sigh, feeling helpless and blaming himself for the risk his wife had undertaken.

Benedict continued to cry, his small mouth pouting. His soft and delicate sobs echoed his father’s distressed state.

Cedrick patiently comforted the baby, while his peripheral vision caught sight of a spilled pile of milk powder under the table.

He walked over, crouched down, and examined the traces of powdered milk.

His slender and graceful fingers touched the powder, twirling it between his fingertips, while his gaze darkened with contemplation.

Since Nico had worked tirelessly throughout last night and had just returned home to catch up on some sleep, Cedrick didn’t want to burden him with the task of investigating this incident.

“Contact Team Nine’s leader, Jasper, and instruct him to assemble a squad of ten soldiers. Also, bring a military dog,” he ordered.

“Yes, sir!”

While waiting for Jasper to quickly organize his team and Charles to arrive and take over, Cedrick comforted the baby.

hospital, and in under ten

to be tidied, Charles was stunned. With a serious look on his face, he immediately inquired, “Did you manage to locate Gwen’s whereabouts?

Cedrick’s expression darkened. “No.”

under our noses suggests a significant influence backing them. What if they harm Gwen? Didn’t you enjoy putting up the image of a loving husband in public? Now that Gwen is missing, you don’t seem to

icy expression on his face. “Charles, my wife is missing, and yet you seem so eager to take my place. Are you trying to usurp my position? I’m still alive, in case

hearing that, Charles was bereft of words. “Now is not the right time to get jealous. Finding out where Gwen is,

be well aware of your own hidden motives. Take care of your

take me with you? After all, I am the director of the Central Intelligence

The agents from the Federal Bureau of Investigation are equally skilled,” Cedrick replied, giving him a cautious look. “I don’t trust the inexperienced officers at the bureau to take care of Benny. I

Charles kept mum.

had already assembled. Cedrick turned around and swiftly left

woods for over ten minutes while being held hostage, Gwendolyn finally arrived

crisply as she stepped on the stone bricks, a stark contrast to the muddy paths she had previously walked on. Looks

in suits remained eerily

up

felt different, more

taken her to a fancy place. Aren’t they supposed to lock me in some abandoned cottage in

into a house. The men in suits held her shoulders,

felt soft to the touch, with a texture resembling fabric and cotton. Am I

perplexed, struggling to comprehend the situation unfolding before her. Did they kidnap me or invite

the sudden burst of bright light. It took

her, and she found

a tailored

a couch, was puffing on a

eyes narrowed slightly as he exchanged a

removed the rag in her mouth, and poured her a

myself, Mrs. Jenson. I’m Channing Kron, and I oversee an underground enterprise in Salinsburgh. Welcome to my private mansion, which, I must admit, has been neglected and is not in its

cast a glance at the coffee on the table. She scoffed, “Mr. Kron, do you truly expect me to drink the coffee

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