Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 93: Chapter 93: Teaching Edward Stephens a Lesson

Thinking about this, he leaned back on the car seat and had to sigh deeply once again.

The rain seemed to have let up a bit, and he called his mother, asking if Lady Stephens had seen Daisy Ginger.

Lady Stephens seemed to have fallen asleep. When she answered his call, her voice was still drowsy with sleep: "No. Edward, are you still outside?"

"Yes." Edward Stephens replied calmly. He lit a cigarette and took a slow drag under the dim street lamp, wondering where Daisy might be at the moment.

He felt a faint sense of irritation, lowered the car window, letting the evening breeze tinged with drizzle blow in. Lady Stephens was still on the phone, telling him to come home early. Edward responded with "Alright," and then hung up, turned the car around, and drove toward Daisy’s villa in the city center.

He thought that it wasn’t likely that Daisy went to the Ginger Residence or returned to his home. The most likely place would be the villa she had once proudly introduced to him.

At four-thirty in the morning, he slowly parked the car on the wet concrete and turned his head to look at the dark villa nearby. He slowly opened the car door and got out.

and wet underfoot. Edward Stephens, known to have a slight cleanliness obsession, was now soaked through from the rain, his shoes covered in mud. His nerves were somewhat

at the door and raised his

had stopped, and the surroundings were silent, with no sounds coming from inside

Stephens furrowed his brow, feeling a bit annoyed. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and bit

stood behind the man for a moment, then suddenly swung a baseball bat he held at the back of

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"Zoe."

the door, seeing Daisy Ginger emerging from

hot water

she

eyes lacked light, and her little face had turned pale white from a