Chapter 68 Gone Without a Trace

“What did you do to her? You dare touch my woman? Are you tired of living?!”

Just moments ago, the man had been cocky and simug.

But upon realizing the man grabbing his collar was none other than the infamous heir to the Jones Corporation, he immediately shrank like a quail.

He nervously ducked his head and stammered, “Mr. John, please don’t hurt me! I swear, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I–I wouldn’t have the guts to touch your woman even if I had a death wish!”

“Felix, what’s going on?”

Just as John was about to rough the man up, a woman in a towel came rushing out of the bathroom.

Seeing her partner being choked by the collar, she turned pale in fright.

She grabbed Felix’s arm and said with a trembling voice, “Mr. John, what did my Felix do to offend you? He…”

“Where’s Lily?”

John hadn’t expected there to be another woman in the room.

That made it unlikely the man had laid a hand on Lily right in front of someone else.

Realizing that, the murderous fury around him, began to ease—just a little.

Still, he had no intention of letting the man gó

His voice was cold and sharp, sending a chill down the spine. “Talk.”

“Lily…”

The man and woman exchanged glances.

And in the next second, both seemed to reach the same realization.

They spoke almost in unison. “Are you talking about the previous guest, Mr. John? We checked in this evening. She must’ve checked out already. You could ask the front desk.”

had already checked

them. He let go of Felix’s collar, turned on

few minutes later, the front desk confirmed it–Lily had indeed

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growing colder

something clicked. His icy expression softened, and a rare warmth surfaced on

relatives or friends in Capital City. Checking out this late at night,

a

home

filled his chest with

car keys and rushed back home as fast

his birthday, Lily would not only make him gifts by hand–she’d also bake him a cake

a rare flush

“Lily!”

house and ran straight into the living

the place would be glowing with lights,

was the scent of

Lily, he–a man who had drifted for half his life–had finally found a place to

the living

even the slightest trace

she be upstairs, waiting

quickly spread from

didn’t dare consider the possibility that

didn’t even

stairs.

was dark

she had never returned at

believe that on his birthday… she wouldn’t be

standing frozen in the hallway for a moment, he

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seemed even

No birthday gift.

No birthday cake.

No lovingly prepared meal.

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