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

He let go of Felix’s collar, turned on his heel, and strode

the front desk confirmed it–Lily

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Gone Without

growing colder by

and a rare

out this late at night, she would have nowhere to go except

a

marital home to surprise him

his chest with sudden

grabbed his car keys

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

and intimacy waiting for him, a rare flush crept up

“Lily!”

the main house and ran straight into the

glowing

was the

of Lily, he–a man who had drifted for half his life–had

living room was

slightest trace

upstairs, waiting for

hollow ache quickly spread from John’s

the possibility that she wasn’t

even bother turning

stairs.

was

she had

that on his birthday… she wouldn’t be

the hallway for a moment, he finally stepped into

978

Gone

even emptier

No birthday gift.

No birthday cake.

No lovingly prepared meal.

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