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.”

on the call, he directed Nolan to conduct a thorough search

just vanish into thin air after

search area from the venue, with a particular focus on the vehicles and suspicious individuals passing by from three to twelve minutes ago.”

“Understood, Mr. Harris.”

gaze fell to the vanity below, a conch pearl earring lay there in silent testament.

pearl’s surface.

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brought for her today.

the earring so tightly in his palm that the sharp post pierced his skin, drawing

stepped aside as Nathael’s piercing gaze fell on him.

had already sent someone to climb up the ceilling to check where it

a restroom in a conference room upstairs. There are traces of someone tampering

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

to turn this place upside

“Yes, Mr. Harris.”

but when she awoke, she found herself lying on a soft, expansive

mixed–race man–was someone

abducted me this

clues, a number of potential suspects flitted through her mind.

Vanessa; there had been no recent discord between them significant enough to

she would have shown some sign

Beth? Joseph?

no apparent motive, while Beth had just quarreled with her. But to what end would Beth go through such elaborate

window, Maggie absorbed

among the mountains, embraced by lush greenery and serene surroundings, the villa

mercenaries patrolling the area, they were few in number, yet each moved with the lethal grace of

sank a few, notches.

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doing; she was more inclined to inflict misery than provide such lavish

treatment.

envy. Beth would much rather drag her through the mud to vent out her rage and make