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I could feel Hendrix' s anger and rage running down his nerves. He pursed his lips and suppressed his anger. He then instructed, "Continue your investigation." Evan nodded. He said, "Mr. Roberts, we've also found some information about Nerissa. The man who took Madam was Nerissa's assistant, Haward."

Hendrix pursed his lips. He was quiet for a long time.

Evan thought Hendrix didn't want to say anything further, so he asked, "Mr. Roberts, what do I need to do?"

"Find Haward. Make him talk, no matter what method you use," Hendrix said, his black eyes brimmed with hostility.

I looked at Hendrix after he hung up the phone. I could not even say a word.

He hugged me and didn't say a word. He must have felt complicated, too.

Was it Nerissa? If so, why did she do this? What was in it for her?

He comforted me and said in a low voice, "Stay at home and rest. Don't overthink."

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pressed his lips together, remained silent

one at home. I

the car out of the city and stopped at one of the abandoned factories. Hendrix

the factory. They bowed and greeted Hendrix when they

into the factory. He went cold

shivered when I saw the man in sunglasses. Hendrix held me in his arms and said in a low voice,

helped me sit on one of the chairs, he got down in front of me and held my hand. His voice was gentle, "Close your eyes

by

his chest as he asked, "Are you going to tell me yourself, or do I force you

had been beaten

do to me?" He laughed without

lips as he felt a jolt of anger. He violently kicked Haward in the face. Haward's body fell to the ground, and blood began to flow from the corners of his mouth. Hendrix asked him coldly,