"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.

sipped the lemonade. The news made her pause, a trace of fierceness

missing? Has she been

yet." Logan shook

took another sip of the lemonade. "She was my student in performance class for a month. I

of Hope and Glory tomorrow night." Sylvia looked stern. "His performance for the National Day Gala must match the gala's theme. I'll never allow

OK." Logan's lips twitched. He was impressed that Sylvia wanted a young idol to sing such a serious

Logan's phone call. "Logan, your boss has gone too far! Why did she appoint me to sing this song? I'm the king of

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

had turned

least, and Sylvia even appointed him to

want to obey

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

Eden was rendered speechless.

Eden. It's no harm

It was past midnight.

had been taken to as the car didn't stop

the car was parked, two men dragged her down and into a room. Then the iron door was slammed shut with

head. However, her arms and

Mollie could tell it was an

rice straws. The room was cold and humid,

she yelled, "Who are you? Why did

"What do you want?"

open the door and

rich. I can pay the

the money. Just name it," she begged. However, a man roared to reply, "Stop howling!

afraid the man would

house should be in a remote area. If the men outside ended her life,

in

not to

reducing her body temperature, making her feel

she had never suffered like

her grandfather to send someone to find and rescue

She missed home.

eyes, streaming down her

he waited at home, so

was served a high-end green tea but had

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