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

air

the conference hall; extend the search area from the venue, with a particular

“Understood, Mr. Harris.”

fell to the vanity below, a conch pearl earring lay

lips tightened as he picked up the earring. His index finger gently traced the pearl’s surface. His expression turned even more grim,

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brought for her today.

palm that the sharp post

stepped aside as

sent someone to climb up

to a restroom in a conference room upstairs. There are traces of someone tampering with a window, and there

covered with a layer of frost, a hidden bloodlust flickering dark and deep within his eyes. His icy and suppressed aura was so intense that it felt like a storm was imminent. No one dares to make any

have to turn this place

“Yes, Mr. Harris.”

unconscious, but when she awoke, she found herself lying on a

of the stranger’s face–a mixed–race man–was someone she’d never seen

abducted me this

a number of potential suspects

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

it be Sierra? 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 in her competition results.

Beth? Joseph?

no apparent motive, while Beth had just quarreled with her.

window, Maggie absorbed the scenery

serene surroundings,

few in number, yet each moved with the lethal

a few,

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

treatment.

much rather drag her through the mud to vent out her rage and make her as wretched as possible.