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.

under ten minutes, he arrived

Charles was stunned. With a serious look on his face, he immediately inquired, “Did

Cedrick’s expression darkened. “No.”

backing them. What if they harm

and the icy expression on his face. “Charles, my wife is missing, and yet you seem so eager to take

is not the right time to get jealous. Finding out where Gwen is, should be our top

expression, placing Benedict in Charles’ arms. “You should be well aware of your own hidden motives. Take care of your godson and ensure his safety. I’ll go

a mix of concern and reluctance. “Can you take me with you? After all, I am the director of the Central Intelligence Agency, and my

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 can only entrust him to you. However, if you fail to take good care of him and cause me any trouble, it will only

Charles kept mum.

had already assembled. Cedrick turned around and swiftly

walking through the woods for over ten minutes while being held

a stark contrast to the muddy paths she had previously walked on. Looks like

in suits remained

picked up the crisp sound of her high

different, more like expensive marble tiles rather than rough

fancy place. Aren’t they supposed to

into a house. The men in suits

with a texture resembling fabric and cotton. Am I

her. Did they kidnap

was removed, Gwendolyn was momentarily blinded by the sudden burst of bright light. It took her a while to get used to the

a luxurious mansion before her, and she found herself sitting on a couch in

head and saw a middle-aged man in a tailored suit. He looked roguish but at the

languidly on a couch, was puffing on

slightly as he exchanged a glance with his

unusually polite attitude, approached Gwendolyn, removed the rag in her mouth, and poured her

mansion, which, I must admit, has been neglected and

at the coffee on the table. She scoffed, “Mr. Kron, do you truly expect me to drink the coffee when my hands are still bound?

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