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 minutes, he

the room that had yet 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.”

cause trouble right under our noses suggests a significant influence backing them. What if they

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 you

right time to get

placing Benedict in Charles’ arms. “You should be well aware of your

showed 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 skills could be of assistance

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 put Gwenny

Charles kept mum.

already assembled. Cedrick turned around

ten minutes while being held hostage, Gwendolyn finally arrived at their

stark contrast to the muddy paths she had previously walked

men in suits remained eerily

eyes blindfolded, Gwendolyn’s heightened auditory senses picked up the

different, more like

had taken her to a fancy place. Aren’t they supposed

Gwendolyn was led into a house. The men in suits held her shoulders, guiding

soft to the touch, with a texture resembling fabric

struggling to comprehend the situation unfolding before her. Did they kidnap

the sudden burst of bright light. It took her a while to get used to the blinding light before

opened her eyes, she saw a luxurious mansion before her, and she found herself sitting on a

in a tailored suit. He looked roguish but at the

languidly on a couch,

eyes narrowed slightly as

displaying an unusually polite attitude, approached Gwendolyn, removed the

my private mansion, which, I must admit, has been neglected and is

expect me to drink the coffee when my hands are still

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