Let’s start all over again,shall we?

Chapter 283 The Search

Maggie had lost consciousness. The man swiftly hoisted her over his shoulder and made his way toward a secluded restroom in the corner.

With a ceiling panel already removed, the man stepped onto the toilet seat and passed Maggie up into waiting hands–every move was swift and practiced, as if rehearsed a hundred times over.

Meanwhile, Nathael stool in the dimly lit corridor, awaiting her return. Time seemed to drag on, and after checking his watch, he noted it had been ten minutes.

Lighting a cigarette, Nathael continued to wait, growing increasingly restless.

As five more minutes passed without any sign of Maggie, a crease formed between Nathael’s brows. He tried calling her.

The phone rang for a moment with no answer.

A sense of unease gnawed at him, growing stronger with each passing moment.

Realizing that Maggie had been gone for too long and that the restroom showed no signs of activity, Nathael’s demeanor shifted.

He extinguished his cigarette and stormed into the restroom, calling out for Maggie.

“Maggie?”

To his dismay, the restroom was empty. Nathael’s expression turned grim as he forcefully pushed open several partially closed doors, finding no trace of her.

His eyes instructed, “Lock down the entire venue! Scrutinize everyone coming in and out!”

turned ice–co, 2nd a dangerous shade filled his eyes. He immediately called Nolan and

Recognizing the gravity of the situation, Nolan swiftly mobilized their team.

Since the university’s piano competition being a high–profile event and other programs happening nearby, scaling off the area amidst the dense and chaotic crowd posed a significant challenge.

“Bring the military in and frame it as a routine security check.”

directed Nolan to conduct a thorough search of

don’t just vanish into thin air after ten minutes

watch all the exits of the conference hall; extend the search area from the venue, with a particular focus on the vehicles

“Understood, Mr. Harris.”

Nathael’s gaze fell to the vanity below, a conch pearl earring lay there in

finger gently traced the pearl’s surface. His expression turned

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brought for her today.

the earring so tightly in his palm that the sharp post pierced his skin, drawing blood. He seemed impervious to

He stepped aside as

had already sent someone to climb up the ceilling to check where it led. Undoubtedly, someone had taken

relayed to Nathael, “This passage leads directly to a restroom in a conference room upstairs. There are traces of someone tampering with a window, and there are

a layer of frost, a hidden bloodlust flickering dark and deep within his

even if you have to turn this place

“Yes, Mr. Harris.”

unconscious, but when she awoke, she found herself lying

mixed–race man–was someone she’d never

could’ve abducted me this

a number of potential

couldn’t be Vanessa; there had been no recent discord between them significant enough to warrant a

she would have shown some sign of triumphant

Beth? Joseph?

Joseph had no apparent motive, while Beth had just quarreled with her. But to what end

window, Maggie absorbed the

greenery and serene surroundings,

in number, yet

a few, notches.

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doing; she was more inclined

treatment.

drag her through the mud