She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 469: Burial

Teagan personally went to the Foley Group’s office building to find Kelvin and apologize to him. However, his employees reported that Mr. Foley hadn’t been to the company for two days… and they didn’t know where he had gone.

Not only Mr. Foley, but even Chris, his assistant, had been elusive recently. This was something that would never have happened before.

“Is that so? Then please keep an eye out for me. If Mr. Foley returns, please let me know,” Teagan said, taking out a navy blue embossed card from his pocket and handing it to the woman.

As his fingers brushed across the back of her hand, the female employee shyly glanced at the handsome man. He was really good-looking! He looked young and wore a tailored dark brown suit, exuding an extraordinary aura.

She took the card joyfully and inadvertently read the text imprinted on it – CEO of the Parry Group!

She couldn’t believe that someone so young had become a CEO and looked so handsome, even comparable to a celebrity in the entertainment industry.

The female employee happily accepted the card and unintentionally leaked some news.

“Okay, if Mr. Foley returns, I will inform you immediately. But I just saw Chris, Mr. Foley’s assistant, walking with a police officer earlier. They seemed to be heading to a café… what was it called again?” she said casually.

“Forget it, I overheard it…” the woman added.

When Teagan heard the word “café,” a glimmer flashed in his charming eyes. He hastily bid farewell to the female employee and, as soon as he stepped out of the Foley Group’s building, he took out his phone and sent a message to someone.

[Exposed, retreat immediately!]

Meanwhile, Kelvin and Gordon arrived at the TWILIGHT with their capable subordinates, only to find it empty. There was no one inside.

The prison-like cage that once held someone was empty, with only a metal lock lying on the ground as evidence that someone had been there.

newly recruited policewoman curiously pulled down the black velvet curtain hanging

Crash!

on the rack frightened her, her face turning pale. She

“Ah, ah, ah!”

echoed in the dim, enclosed space and reached the ears of everyone,

and over a meter wide. On those shelves were glass jars of different sizes and colors, densely packed with human

it was shocking

the younger ones with weaker mental resilience

a casual glance and quickly averted his gaze. He said with disappointment, “We came

onto one of the nearby shelves, causing a loud noise. The glass jars on

closer inspection, Kelvin’s knuckles were soaked in

such a large place with so many people, have moved in such a short amount of time? Perhaps

place!” Gordon ordered, and his subordinates immediately began searching

that lasted half an hour, they

white gloves as he picked up the letter and respectfully handed

with powerful and vigorous

God’s return, all shall

Kelvin, who glanced at it casually before passing it to Chris. Chris, who appeared to be half-asleep, rubbed the back of his head and raised an

be honest, Gordon didn’t know either. Frustration crept onto his strong and handsome face. He had read his fair share of books but didn’t understand the meaning behind these words. Who was the

he was about to search it on a search engine, Kelvin’s cold

need to search. It’s the

angry, he caused storms and tsunamis, sinking entire continents. When he was gentle, he brought about a climate of rain and pleasant winds. The residents living by the

her into the sea during a raging storm, offering her as a sacrifice to the Sea God. Later, this ancient barbaric practice gradually evolved, and a goat’s head was used instead

and asked coldly, “Quickly check the weather

“Yes!” Chris replied.