Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 1225

Such formidable forces had mobilized, yet none had any news of Maja’s whereabouts.

This clearly wasn’t Maja running away of her own accord. Someone had taken her, and whoever it was, they had a powerful force backing them.

Fitch shook his head, took the cigarette that was pinched between his fingertips and tossed it away

“Quit it. If you keep smoking like this, you’ll drop dead before we find her

lan roughly rubbed his face, stepping out of the car to continue the search

But his vehicle had been driven all night, and mud was splattered all over its body

The same was true for his pants, they were covered in mud.

The lofty CEO of the Raymond Corporation had seemingly vanished, replaced by a disheveled figure

When lan exited the car, he nearly toppled over, but thankfully Fitch was there to steady him.

Their search centered around Dylan’s mansion, covering a diameter of sixty–two miles. How could they not find her?

Where on Earth was Maja”

Was she dead?

feel as though it was

eyes were bloodshot and the world seemed

Maja

flame of anger ignited within him and he sent out a

leveled to the ground by ten large excavators

hospital with Judith and had yet to receive the

their acquaintances. People had been discussing it energetically, but upon seeing the state of Dylan’s

lan, the madman, would turn his rage upon them next.

of Maja’s disappearance had spread, everyone

full days, there

searched, but Maja seemed

anger,

offered some words of comfort, but

as a well–known witch, flirting with every man she met, causing his two sons to become enemies

a move. Now that Maja had disappeared, it was perfect.

other

Raymond Corporation that had accumulated over the past three days.

his spirit had vanished along with

Steve took them.

to your brother. You haven’t been to the Raymond Corporation for several days, so he’s temporarily handling the company’s affairs. You should recover your spirits soon. Don’t let a woman make you so disheveled

usually a man of few words, but today he was feeling

on the coffee mug on the table for quite

“Are you done?”

voice was hoarse from disuse When he