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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

air after ten minutes in a restroom!

the conference hall; extend the search area from the venue, with a particular focus on the vehicles and suspicious individuals

“Understood, Mr. Harris.”

the vanity below, a conch pearl earring lay there in

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

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

up. “Mr. Harris.” He stepped aside as Nathael’s

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

rang. After he took the call, he 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

his eyes. His icy and suppressed aura

even if you have to turn this place

“Yes, Mr. Harris.”

but when she awoke, she found herself lying on a soft, expansive bed, unbound and free

mixed–race man–was someone she’d never seen

could’ve abducted me this time?

a number of potential suspects

Vanessa; there had been no recent discord between them significant enough to warrant a kidnapping, nor did she

would have shown some sign of triumphant anticipation. But there was none–only

Beth? Joseph?

just quarreled with her. But to what end would Beth go through such elaborate schemes?

Maggie absorbed

serene surroundings, the villa resembled something out of a

the area, they were few in number, yet each

heart sank a few, notches.

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be Beth’s doing; she was more inclined

treatment.

through the mud to vent