Chapter 150

Disappeared?

Sylvia frowned and asked, “How could someone who was perfectly fine in prison suddenly disappear?”

Fifteen shook his head, and replied, “They said she vanished during the half–hour activity time after dinner yesterday. It’s like she evaporated into thin air, leaving no trace behind.”

“No trace?”

Sylvia chuckled and commented, “Can someone of that size simply vanish into thin air? It’s impossible not to find any clues. We must thoroughly investigate! Find out who has recently visited her cell, how long they stayed, and examine every detail without overlooking anything!”

“Understood.”

“Wait.”

Fifteen was about to leave, but Sylvia stopped him with a grave expression and said, “Also, check all the recent visitation records for Tim.”

“You suspect…”

Before Fifteen could finish his sentence, Sylvia’s gaze turned increasingly cold.

Hopefully, she was just overthinking.

In the afternoon, heavy rain poured down relentlessly. As the day drew closer to sunset, the rain not only failed to stop but grew even stronger. The heavy rain splattered against the window glass, dividing the once pristine surface into numerous cracks.

The weather was ominously gloomy, as if silently conveying a message.

Sylvia stood by the floor–to–ceiling window, admiring the rain, her expression indifferent, her mind lost in thoughts.

Fifteen spent the entire morning and afternoon investigating and only returned to report to Sylvia whe. it was almost evening.

“Miss, I thoroughly checked all the records and found that there was only one person who visited Nancy and Tim in the past half–month.”

Sylvia’s face grew dark. “Who?”

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“It’s… Eric.” Fifteen respectfully handed her the information and continued, “Moreover, not long ago, Tim also disappeared from the prison for an hour. He claimed to have accidentally entered the freezer and was locked inside by the staff. However…”

“However, what?”

“When he was found, he was covered in blood with numerous injuries, seemingly inflicted by whips or similar objects… Both Tim and Eric appear to be under Mr. Fallen’s command.”

Sylvia furrowed her brow as she listened. “Why are you reporting this now?”

“Because at that time, everyone thought it was an accident, that he was mistakenly locked in the freezer due to a grudge with a big brother from the prison. After all, he wasn’t missing, so they didn’t consider it a major problem.”

Whips and other deadly weapons with a menacing aura don’t just appear in prisons. It was clear that

they were taken out and then returned! The implication was obvious.

Suddenly, Sylvia remembered the unusual behavior of Edgar when she returned to the Bay Villa yesterday afternoon…

Nancy’s disappearance. She cross–checked the investigation record and found that it was precisely during that

to the Bay Villa, Edgar wore a face full

successful escape

Heh.

this period, but unfortunately, it was all to divert her

facilitate Nancy’s rescue,

those remarks that claimed a wrong was wrong and when something was wrong, it should be punished just a load

Unreasonable!

the angrier she became.

table, scattering

crash, the room

“Miss…”

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this before and took

narrowed her cold eyes.

the driver. The heavy rain pelted against the car

ears.

hotter. Upon reaching the villa, Fifteen was about to grab an umbrella and open the car door for her, but he saw her getting out of the car by

was alarmed and hurriedly caught up with her.

Edgar was cooking in the kitchen

arrived home twenty minutes earlier than usual, which made

quite pleased. He washed his hands after chopping vegetables and came

as he stepped out, he saw her entering through the door, raindrops clinging

were completely soaked by the rain.

the restroom to get a clean

you come back in

cold. I’ll make you a bowl

as she observed him. Seeing him speak with apparent concern for her, his face neither blushing nor his heart racing, and the undisguised

in his eyes…

affection as a guise to lower her guard and

tactic! What great

colder and became a little puzzled. “Sylvia,

you?”

pursed lips, but her eyes were chilling.

in the garden outside are quite numerous. Go

window. “But

finish sweeping, then you can come

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his words and coldly turned

was off to the neoma umeting frvarmegaw out on him? He sighed helplessly and went to the

minutes after rushing into the rain, his white any oras netary trashet inte a approaching, and the leaves were falling recklessly, especially under the palestiøs how much he swept, he couldret clean them all

to stay

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