Chapter 15:

Kristopher’s sharp eyes flew open. “Can’t reach her?”

The chill that radiated from him could have frozen the entire office. Marc nodded. “Ever since she changed her contact info last time, I’ve been unable to get the new number.”

Kristopher frowned as he checked the time. “Did you check the villa?” It had been three days since his last visit to her in the hospital.

She was meant to have returned there by now.

Marc hesitated. “She still hasn’t come back.”

A sense of dread welled up in Kristopher as he raised an eyebrow. “Did you check with the hospital? Is she still there?”

Marc shook his head. “They discharged her yesterday, but no one knows where she went…”

Kristopher’s eyes narrowed, and his grip tightened around the armrest of his chair. “Is this becoming a pattern? Running away?” He had already given her one chance too many.

“Maybe…”

As Kristopher’s expression darkened, Marc treaded lightly. “Maybe… could you reach out to her parents? Even though she isn’t close to them…”

Kristopher shot him a frosty look.

After a moment, he flipped through his phone contacts and called Belinda’s father, Donovan Nelson.

“Belinda? She hasn’t returned home.”


heard from her in over six months. Mr. Cox, are you having issues with her? I’ve always told you, coming from the countryside, Belinda’s got

updates available

Kristopher

and closed his eyes, his annoyance palpable. “Check if she’s left the city recently! Pull up the road surveillance! I want her found, even if I

had given her a chance during his

still not ready to

become so unreasonably

friend, Elliott Russo. “Kristopher, get yourself over to Nightfall, now!” Nightfall was the

back in his chair, Kristopher sighed deeply. “I’m really not in the mood,

other end, Elliott’s laughter boomed through the

stunning. You might change your tune after you see

click,

a message notification flashed


it open, a scowl

photo revealed a bustling bar

a woman clad in a daring red dress, cheered on by her friends, reached out tentatively towards the dancer’s

the woman was

as he stared at the photo. He had had Marc searching for her all night, and here she was, in a bar, boldly

ready. I need to get to

Marc’s response quivered. “Understood!”

Bar, Kristopher’s eyes were glued to his phone screen,

her miscarriage, she had danced intimately

later, here she was, in another

are something else,” Kristopher

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