Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 217 Galvanizing Good News

“Thank you!” Stanley suppressed his inner excitement as he gripped the mouse.

“You two are so good together, Mr. Fox. How did you end up fighting? You two were so obviously deeply in love with each other, in your eyes and hearts. You should be more understanding of each other and be more tolerant. Your wife loves you very much!” The shop owner couldn’t bear seeing couples separate.

Stanley held the mouse, capturing the figure that would surely appear on the surveillance. “Do you still remember what time you met her?”

“About 9.00PM last night, not later than 9.30PM.

“Alright, thank you.” He operated the program himself, increasing the playback speed, his brow furrowed lightly, his heart hanging in suspense as he stared intently at the surveillance footage.

He must find her!

“I gave your wife a photo album yesterday, Mr. Fox, and she took a picture with me,” the shop owner said, taking out her phone.

He pressed pause, took a gander at the photo, and immediately saw the sadness in Melinda’s eyes,

She looks worn out and thin! How can this happen? That can’t happen! I will not allow it!

Despite seeing a sliver of hope, Stanley was still impatient, fearing that he would be a second too late to find her.

for her figure in the surveillance, he dialed his subordinate’s number on his phone. “I have a lead. I need you to allocate resources to focus on checking the surveillance along the route. I’m at the photo studio.

had passed, but Stanley still hadn’t seen her figure. His heart twinged. Only the heavens knew just how afraid

side the whole time, observing this tall, handsome man who exuded. impeccable elegance from his buttons to his

of any age would

pressed the

as he stared at the person appearing

It was his Melinda!

photo studio at exactly 9.30PM and hailed a cab, which drove onovelxo.com

too far to be seen clearly, but he could

to investigate all the cabs in Navelie. “Thank you!”

to find out which cabs passed through that area and

a call to delegate the task, he returned to his hotel

he sat on the couch by the floor-to-ceiling window, turned off the

whiskey, drinking and waiting

his step count was

at the screen, lost in thought for a while.. his longing for Melinda increased

she hadn’t

eyes at all that night, waiting with his phone firmly in his hand. It had been many days since he had