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

into thin air after ten minutes in

hall; extend the 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.”

to the vanity below, a conch pearl earring lay there in silent

index finger gently traced the pearl’s surface. His

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brought for her

in his palm that the

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

someone to climb up the ceilling to check where it

the call, he relayed to Nathael, “This passage leads directly to a restroom in a conference room upstairs. There

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 like

have to turn

“Yes, Mr. Harris.”

found herself lying on a soft,

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

could’ve abducted me this time?

scanned the room for clues, a number of potential

between them significant enough to warrant a kidnapping, nor did she

she would have shown some sign

Beth? Joseph?

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

Maggie absorbed the scenery

lush greenery and serene surroundings, the villa resembled something

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

sank a few,

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more inclined to inflict misery

treatment.

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