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.

of torment, he no longer possessed the spirited and lively appearance

the bar when he received several calls from his mother, Belen Shah. Eventually, he decided to turn off

time it was early morning, he stumbled back to the villa, heavily intoxicated, and remembered

every New Year’s reunion dinner at home, he would go to the

paper–cut window decorations, prepare a delicious meal, and celebrate the

with

sofa, watching the fireworks outside the window together, making a wish to be together

only thing left

bottles.

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the bustling scene outside, feeling a

clock struck midnight, he opened his phone

dong, his phone on the

phone, clicked on that little red dot, and sent himself another Happy New

Year message.

picture sending blessings, Donte’s pain in his heart finally found a slight

relief.

rely on this self–directed and self–acted greeting

fun of

to curse, but he heard news that

Gavin sent a message saying that

drunkenness quickly wore off. He dashed downstairs and

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

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