Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

He frowned, straightened up, and had his team trace Mia's cell signal. It turned out her phone was just six miles away.

Staring at the red dot on the screen, he called his people and instructed them to search for her. After arriving home, his phone rang

with a report from his team.

"Mr. Haskins, we found Ms. Mia's phone by the roadside, but there's no sign of her."

That was when Fitch ordered a comprehensive search for Mia's whereabouts. Half an hour later, surveillance footage landed on his

desk.

The video revealed Mia's altercation with Zoey in the mall, followed by Mia slapping Belinda twice.

According to the footage, Zoey left first, while Mia walked away with Belinda. Another camera caught Belinda knocking her out and

stuffing her into the car.

Fitch's expression turned stone cold, asking, "Have you found her?"

"Not yet. That woman's house is empty, and there were a few outgoing calls on Ms. Haskins's phone. She seems to have tried

calling for help, but she called Zoey, who didn't answer."

His face grew even darker. Did Zoey ignore the plea for help because she hated Mia so much that she'd disregard her life?

"Keep searching."

Previously, Belinda had insisted Zoey was behind the poisoning plot, but the issue had fizzled out when the Bennitt family dropped

Now, with Mia kidnapped, suspicion fell on

stared at his phone, contemplating, and finally made

he blocked? His expression turned even grimmer as

"Bring Zoey to me."

guards nodded and drove

finished showering. She felt nauseous; her appetite had been poor lately, and

slipped into a robe, intending to lie down, when her doorbell rang. It was the

Zoey, are

and before she could respond, she was

are you? What do

Mr. Haskins requests

did he want

the bodyguards who she had actually seen

last incident at

the staff didn't want trouble, so

"Zoey."

was in a bind, unable to

I'll step

but the bodyguards didn't give her the chance, escorting her downstairs and throwing her

feel pain, there was something she found

she hesitated. Ironically, during their

he probably used for his liaisons. But his own residence, this villa,

the sofa. It was her first glimpse

tie loosened, thrown aside, adding a touch

as the door closed behind her; the bodyguards