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.”

he directed Nolan to conduct a thorough

just vanish into thin air after ten minutes in

venue, with a particular focus on the vehicles and suspicious individuals passing by from

“Understood, Mr. Harris.”

Nathael’s gaze fell to the vanity below, a

picked up the earring. His index finger gently traced the pearl’s surface. His expression turned even more grim, and a storm of fury threatened to

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specially brought for her

remain calm. He clenched the earring so tightly in his palm that the sharp post pierced

aside as Nathael’s piercing gaze fell on him.

climb up the ceilling to check where it led. Undoubtedly, someone

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

His face was 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

have to turn this

“Yes, Mr. Harris.”

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 never seen in her

me this time?

the room for clues, a number of potential

them significant enough to warrant a kidnapping, nor did she have the resources to hire foreign

Sierra? Unlikely. They had just met. If Sierra had planned this, she would have shown some sign of

Beth? Joseph?

had just quarreled with her. But to what

window, Maggie absorbed the scenery

and serene surroundings, the villa

they were few in number, yet each moved with the lethal grace of a

a few, notches.

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The

Beth’s doing; she was more inclined to

treatment.

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