Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 215 Have to Find Her

After dragging her weary body back to the hotel, Melinda opened the tub faucet and found a bathrobe. The steam quickly fogged up the mirror, blurring the tired-looking face reflected in it.

After adjusting the water temperature, she laid back in the bathtub with her hair hanging loose.

She played a song on her phone and glanced at the number of steps she had taken that day. The screen displayed 20,520 steps, placing her first among her online friends.

She stared at the number for a while, finding it somewhat interesting.

She had wandered outside all day like a wandering soul, with nothing to show except a few more traces of melancholy in her heart.

Even if Stanley was looking for her, he might not be able to find her, for she discovered that her check-in information had been deliberately erased, which made her marvel at Jennifer’s immense power and strong determination.

Even after soaking in the bath for half an hour, her physical and mental exhaustion continued clinging to

her.

bedroom floor-to-ceiling window. She sipped some red wine and admired the sparkling lights outside, but her heart

how Samuel and Pamela were doing. Are

brushed against the window, gently tousling her hair. In that instant, she became clear- headed and couldn’t help

Stanley arrived in Navelie. After getting off the plane, he went straight to the hotel, accompanied by several

he reached the luxurious presidential suite. Without even taking a shower, he immediately dialed a certain number and issued his low voice instructions. “Even if you have to turn Navelic upside down, you must find Melinda. I don’t care how much time it takes; just get the job

the check-in records had been erased, and it was impossible to find anything through the public security

he had made up his mind. He wasn’t going back

screening the airport surveillance, and we are actively investigating the surveillance footage of various hotels. We

for your hard work.” Stanley expressed his gratitude sincerely before ending the

the empty room, where silence hung heavily, and he held a teacup

it cumbersome and replaced it with a large band- aid. The bleeding

pain constantly reminded him that deep down,

phone rang, and he picked it up to check the caller ID before

Mr.

“Just arrived.”

“After all, Young Master Samuel and

tell me that?” Stanley didn’t want to hear any comforting words. He