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?”

did fall sick

but Jasmine’s words began to

running out of excuses for your absence. It’s fine if you don’t care about sending your sick wife to the

and slowly pressed the brake. The luxury car slowed down on the road, but he didn’t come

Undeniably, he hesitated.

that Cedrick had already found Gwendolyn and apprehended the culprit in Quawak. Perhaps his trip would be in vain, and the person who sold

be true. It presented a perfect

Gwendolyn and possess her as his own. The possibility, no matter how slight,

breathe. He pulled over to the side of the road, giving himself a moment of respite, and

silently finding Gwendolyn. Even if it ended in failure, he believed it would provide closure to the decade of feelings

his arranged marriage with Whitney. Her illness

sky reflected off

Time was running out.

clenched the steering wheel firmly, then loosened his grip before tightening them again, the repetitive

took a deep breath and made a resolute decision. He slammed on

in Quawak, the Federal Bureau of Investigation’s team wasted no time. They immediately launched a large-scale search operation in the area, meticulously conducting a census

decided to search for the old fisherman at the creek

man’s residence, he was taken

remaining the same, his

approached the elderly man from behind, grabbing his collar discreetly. With warmth

up when

“What are

“N-Nothing. I…”

to finish explaining, Cedrick forcefully tugged his

thud. He let out a pained howl, clutching

hissed again, this time from the pain

needs a fake beard? Maybe I should check if your skin is

Mr. Jenson. I was forced to do this!” the man begged, abandoning the jaded voice he had used

a cold and indifferent expression, Cedrick narrowed his eyes and demanded, “Where

man appeared stunned. “Joe? Who’s

kicked the

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