"Gosh! It's already nine in the evening. Lady Mollie!"

The driver instantly called Mollie but failed to reach her.

He drove toward the city hall. When he arrived, he only saw the studio hall locked.

The driver dared not delay and immediately returned to Gibson Residence.

The old Mr. Gibson was teasing his parrot. Suddenly Mollie's driver rushed into the living room and asked him anxiously, "Has Lady Mollie returned home, Mr. Gibson?"

“No, she hasn't." The old Mr. Gibson looked confused. "Didn't you go to pick her up?"

"Mr. Gibson, when I was waiting for Lady Mollie at the studio hall, two men wearing black masks broke into the car and knocked me out. When I woke up, I found they had dumped me with the car in an abandoned garbage station," the driver explained anxiously, sweat oozing on his forehead.

"Then I called Lady Mollie but failed to reach her. She hasn't come home yet. I wonder if she's in danger.”

If something happened to Mollie, the driver would be fully responsible. The parrot's snack dropped. The old Mr. Gibson collapsed onto the floor.

His lips trembled, and the blood drained from his face. "What did you say? Is Mollie missing?"

"I guess something has happened to her. Mr. Gibson, we need to look for her," the driver confirmed in a crying tone.

The old Mr. Gibson calmed himself down and returned to his senses. Immediately, he ordered, "Call Teagan back."

Teagan was Mollie's father.

Then he dialed Mayor Cody's number. Without greeting him, the old Mr. Gibson bluntly asked, "Cody, can you give me the surveillance video of the studio hall? My granddaughter is missing."

His anxious tone startled Mayor Cody. "Missing? How could it be possible?"

The old Mr. Gibson didn't have time to explain to him in detail. "Please give me the surveillance video first. I will call Mr. Hill and let him look for my granddaughter.”

He ended the call and dialed the number of the police chief.

After receiving his call, Mr. Hill immediately sent two groups to comb the city for Mollie.

The news was spread.

When Sylvia heard the news from Logan, it was midnight.

drying her hair, she sipped the lemonade. The news made her pause, a trace of fierceness flashing

missing? Has

Logan shook his

in performance class for a month. I should help her. Besides, her modern drama must be canceled if

way, tell Eden to sing Land of Hope and Glory tomorrow night." Sylvia looked stern. "His performance for the National Day Gala

was impressed that Sylvia wanted a young idol to sing such a

boss has gone too far! Why

unless you want to stop your career," Logan answered in

turned down other TV stations’ invitations for Logan's

least, and Sylvia even appointed him to sing an old

didn't want to

"Well, she'll have more than 100 ways to make you agree. If you don't buy it,

Eden was rendered speechless.

harm to

It was past midnight.

she had been taken to as the car didn't stop until almost two

a room. Then the iron door was slammed

head. However, her arms and legs were all tied up.

lit the room. Mollie could tell it was an old, shabby house

damp rice straws. The room was cold and humid, almost freezing Mollie at the

she yelled, "Who are you? Why did you

"What do you want?"

open the door and let

is rich. I can pay the ransom. Please

begged. However, a man roared to reply, "Stop howling! I'm sleeping. Yell again. I'll be the last you see when you can

her lip fearfully, afraid the man would

house should be in a remote area. If the men

huddled up in the corner,

to move

kept reducing her body temperature, making

had never suffered like

send someone to find

She missed home.

eyes, streaming down her

the police station, the old Mr. Gibson was too anxious when he waited at home, so he went to the police

tea but

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