Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

Chapter 177

Inerne seemed a bit nervous as she avoided his gaze and said, "How would I know where she is? Yonas, after I dropped you off at the hotel, I went to sleep myself

"Impossible." Yonas couldn't recall exactly what had happened, but he had some vague memories in his mind. He remembered Irene bringing him home and also recalled the conversation Irene had with the bartender, something about making a phone call He glanced at Irene. Tell me, what did you say to the bartender at the bar?"

"Nothing much, Yonas. He just told me the bar was about to close and asked me to take you out quickly. That's all" Irene replied.

Yonas didn't press further, knowing he wouldn't get much out of Irene. Still, he had this nagging feeling that something happened while he was drunk; he just couldn't put his finger on it. And now, Yasmine had blocked him-it was a type of panic he'd never experienced before.

Grabbing his car keys, he dashed out and drove straight to Yasmine's hotel. Yet, before he could enter, he was stopped at the entrance. "Sir, this is a restricted area-you cannot go in, the staff told him.

"Wasn't it open just a few days ago?" Yonas asked coldly

"Sir, it hadn't been closed off a few days ago. Today is the first day of restriction, the waiter explained..

Yonas stood there, stunned. He had forgotten that Yasmine was here for the Dekker Competition. The second stage of the Dekker Competition was closed to the public. He had been able to enter earlier because it wasn't restricted yet, but now, the hotel w was on lockdown.

The timing couldn't be worse; the problem had to arise at this critical moment. Even if he wanted to find Yasmine right now, he couldn't meet her. 'I need to find someone Can you help connect me to a room phone? Yonas asked.

*Sir. if it's urgent, you can contact him, but the conversation will need to be recorded, the staff member replied.

"That's fine," Yonas agreed.

The staff led Yonas to the witchboard, and he gave Yasmine's room number. The ringing of the phone sounded like it was stepping on Yonas's heart, making him unintentionally tense up. His hands were rightly clasped together, and sweat had started to form in his palms. "Hello" I was Yasmine's voice.

"M. Sanchez, there's a gentleman who wants to speak with you, the staff said.

for

at the staff member and said,

name is Rong the

no need to talk. We should just go our

phone gave a series of beeps.. beeps... the

story should have ended long ago, even if it was an incomplete ending. She should continue her own

had refused

waiting lounge, Yonas was awaiting his flight. Nathan had been urging him

numerous time

she saw him, she rushed

wasn't in high spirits. T'm going

feeling down. She suddenly recalled what her grandpa had said to Willum a couple of

really so eager to have Irene join our family?"

I'll just let her be your problem in the

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Chapter 177

wait for that," he

the Flynn residence. Since the last time Xavier sent 33 million to Yasmine, she indeed sent the storage card to him. When he opened the content in the study, he was startled. On the vast hotel bed, his sister was entangled with a man. With a stern face, he turned off the video and stormed into Helen's room with the card in hand. "You'd better stay put at home from now on, or I'll send you

After smashing the card and throwing it in the trash, she lay back on the bed, but just as she started to relax, her phone rang. Seeing the unknown caller number, a sudden tension ran through her. She answered it and immediately froze at the sound of his voice.

so many people to track me down, huh! Are you trying to get revenge! I'm not giving you the chance. Do you honestly think there's only one

her face pale. "What do you mean? What on earth

drove me to this! I had already left the country, but your brother forced me back, turned me into a fugitive. running everywhere. Do you really think I won't fight back?" Dalton

Dalton for days now, but she didn't realize Dalton was brazen enough to still call. The pursuit had gone on for so