Chapter 621

Charles sat back down at his computer.

By now, he'd forced himself to calm down, but tension still thrummed beneath his skin.

He kept combing through the surveillance footage, determined to find out who had taken the little girl.

It didn't take long before he spotted a Bentley.

The car had stopped right where the girl was standing, just as Eve turned away.

When the car pulled off, the girl vanished with it.

There was no way she'd just disappeared.

The only real explanation was that the Bentley had taken her.

Even though the camera didn't catch the full license plate, the clues he had were more than enough for Korbin.

Without wasting a second, Charles sent everything he'd found to Korbin.

Half an hour later, his computer chimed a new email.

All the Bentley owner's details had come through.

Name. Family. Current address.

Seeing it was someone from the Rochette family, Charles's brow creased in worry.

Right after the email, Korbin called. He didn't ask any questions about why Charles was looking into this car; he just said simply, "I'm sending Q and a team to meet you at the villa."

Charles's own resources didn't stretch this far, not in Country Y.

Going up against the Rochette family alone would be reckless.

Korbin was sending his best people to back Charles up-just in case.

"Thanks."

Before Charles could even finish, Korbin had already hung up.

Charles was used to this-Korbin had always been this way.

now, all Charles wanted was to

know if she was his

his phone and headed

the hotel, he

leaned in and kissed her gently on the

"Eve, wait for me."

he'd do whatever it took to bring

sleeping meds,

hotel, leaving two female bodyguards

not in a foreign country, with her all

later, Charles's car pulled up outside the

elite guards, all scattered and hidden around the grounds, waiting

went ahead to

appeared on the other

at the driver, then at Charles, taking in his sharp, commanding presence. "May I help you?" she

has urgent business with Ms. Cipoletti. Would you please let

"Just a moment, please."

The maid slipped inside.

and the gate slowly opened. "Mr. Jenkins, please

didn't hesitate.

living room with a distinct, personal touch to its

and the

searching for even a glimpse of

Nothing.

felt like an eternity, but he forced

Footsteps

the stairs in a soft, mauve silk

and

froze, caught off

by her gaze.

his reaction and stood up to greet her. "Ms.

looked so much like Charlie, Charles kept his

and confidence, coming up to him and extending her hand.

shook her hand briefly, then

to sit.

"We don't know each other,

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