In the downpour, Cedrick followed Swain to see Gwendolyn’s car that went off-road.

It was a light green Maserati.

Since Gwendolyn loved green, he gifted her this limited edition car for their third anniversary.

It was indeed her car.

With his red-rimmed eyes, he stared fixedly at the damaged car. The raindrops got caught on his eyelashes, blurring his vision.

He always remembered how Gwendolyn cherished this car. She would drive the car almost every day, yet it remained pristine as if it were brand new.

Just what did she encounter in Orchidbay Tunnel that made her car spiral out of control?

A group of soldiers from the Federal Bureau of Investigation surrounded the car. Braving the rain, they inspected the car for any signs of suspicious stuff.

Taking an umbrella from the person beside him, Swain silently stood by Cedrick’s side, shielding the latter from the rain.

Cedrick’s aura was so heavy that it beat the gloominess of the rain. Feeling his heart breaking for Cedrick, Swain stared at his boss.

“Don’t worry, Boss. Mrs. Jenson is capable. No one is inside the car, anyway, which proves she’s still alive. We can surely find her.”

Enduring the pain, Cedrick spoke, his voice hoarse.

“How’s the search going? Have you searched around the canyon?”

Looking down, Swain let out a sigh. “Mrs. Jenson’s car lost control before the rain started. Luckily, we found the car earlier. Otherwise, the heavy rain would’ve washed away the traces of the car. There’s mud everywhere now, so it’s hard for us to find any traces, but we’ve already checked the area and even have a tracking dog with us. We found no bloodstains, so Mrs. Jenson should be unharmed.”

Slowly, Cedrick heaved a sigh of relief.

No bloodstains. Unharmed. These are good news.

“Continue searching. Arrange a tow truck and bring this car back for inspection. See if there are any additional fingerprints or footprints on the car.”

of the car herself

if she encountered an uncontrollable, dangerous situation would she

with self-loath, Cedrick tightened his fists, his

afternoon before this incident, he was upset that Gwendolyn spoke up for Charles. Little did he know

been

Jenson. We found Mrs. Jenson’s phone in the

he was lost in thoughts, someone

usage traces, the police sealed the device inside a transparent

Cedrick stared at

touched

he had called Gwendolyn’s phone countless times, but it did not indicate that her phone was switched off. Rather, it had a weak signal, as she

tracker was still functioning; Swain could easily

about it. “This is not Gwenny’s phone,”

someone else was in her

that’s not hers, then…

found her, anything

phone to Swain, Cedrick coldly instructed, “Call for a tow truck and return to the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Overlook

“Yes.”

to offer him the umbrella, Cedrick already

and he was also concerned about Gwendolyn. Obeying Cedrick’s instruction, he

did not walk too far from the scene when

he saw that the call was from

thoughts and just stared at the screen instead of answering the

would be

disappearance be related to the tragic massacre of the Cloud

Zendaya. They were waiting for news from Cedrick, but what could he tell the

a daze, he stared

found—that was the most crucial

he declined Charles’ call and replied with a text message

of the kids. Don’t bring them back to the Jenson residence; just let them sleep in the lab. Have Nico go to Harrick Villa and pack some clothes for the kids. As for the kindergarten, arrange a leave for Zendy. In precarious times like this, the lab is the

himself to remain composed, smoothly typing the text

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