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.”

Nolan to conduct a thorough search of the restroom.

air

the venue, with a particular focus on the

“Understood, Mr. Harris.”

gaze fell to the vanity below, a

index finger gently traced the pearl’s surface. His

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for

that the sharp post pierced his

“Mr. Harris.” He stepped aside as Nathael’s piercing gaze fell on him.

with the ceiling of the furthest cubicle. Nolan had already sent someone to climb up the ceilling

conference room upstairs. There

his

even if you have to turn this place

“Yes, Mr. Harris.”

idea she had been unconscious, but when she awoke, she found herself lying on a soft, expansive

stranger’s face–a mixed–race man–was someone she’d

me this

for clues, a number of potential

there had been no recent discord between them significant enough to

Unlikely. They had just met. If Sierra had planned this, she would have shown some sign of triumphant anticipation. But there was none–only solid confidence

Beth? Joseph?

had the means, but Joseph had no apparent motive, while Beth had just quarreled with her. But

window, Maggie absorbed the scenery outside.

serene surroundings, the villa resembled something out

mercenaries patrolling the area, they were few in number, yet each

sank a few, notches.

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seemed unlikely to be Beth’s doing; she was more

treatment.

Beth’s animosity and envy. Beth would much rather drag her through the mud to vent out