Chapter 22

On the fiftieth day since Maeve’s disappearance, Donte still had not received any information about

her whereabouts.

The gossip about them spread like wildfire on the internet, but all of it was discussing past conflicts, and no one dug up Maeve’s whereabouts.

Donte’s determination to find her was also worn away by the relentless passage of time.

He dared not return to the empty villa anymore, nor did he want to open the messages sent by the secretary. Even now, when he hears the name Maeve, he would have an explosive reaction.

The Leblanc family stopped all their cards, and he couldn’t spend extravagantly like before to fill

the chaotic heart.

Several brothers also lost confidence and advised him to let go of Maeve and make peace with his

family.

Donte had lived for twenty–four years when he experienced this kind of blow for the first time.

He drank heavily all day, smashing things when he got drunk, crying out Maeve’s name with a hoarse voice, constantly repenting.

Alcohol could only temporarily numb his senses.

When he woke up, what he faced was once again a bleak and gloomy reality.

days of torment, he no longer possessed the spirited

Eve, Donte was drinking alone at the bar when he received several calls from his mother, Belen Shah. Eventually, he decided to turn off his phone.

he stumbled back to the villa, heavily intoxicated,

at home, he would go to the villa

prepare a

with

the sofa, watching the fireworks outside the window together, making a

thing left beside him was a pile of empty

bottles.

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bustling scene outside, feeling a boundless loneliness enveloping

midnight, he opened his phone and sent

phone on the

clicked on that little red dot, and sent himself

Year message.

sending blessings, Donte’s pain in his heart finally

relief.

could only rely on this self–directed and self–acted greeting

fun of myself, my brother suddenly called.

phone and was about to curse, but he heard news that he

happened! Just now, Gavin sent a message saying that your parents went

wore off. He dashed downstairs and hailed a

was already 1 o’clock in the morning, but the old house was lit

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