Cedrick knitted his brows, maintaining a composed expression as he analyzed the situation.

Only a few individuals in Chanaea possessed the capability to defeat Gwendolyn unless her adversaries deployed a significant number of elite fighters. However, such a course of action would be highly conspicuous, attracting unnecessary attention within the hospital.

Alternatively, the other party might be armed.

Cedrick’s heart clenched as if someone was gripping it. The disheveled hospital room showed no signs of blood or any traces of violence, and he hoped that his suspicion would turn out to be unfounded.

Another possibility popped into his mind. Gwenny intentionally surrendered, offering herself as bait. Otherwise, Benny wouldn’t have been left behind in the closet. They would have taken them together.

After organizing his thoughts on the matter, he let out a deep sigh, feeling helpless and blaming himself for the risk his wife had undertaken.

Benedict continued to cry, his small mouth pouting. His soft and delicate sobs echoed his father’s distressed state.

Cedrick patiently comforted the baby, while his peripheral vision caught sight of a spilled pile of milk powder under the table.

He walked over, crouched down, and examined the traces of powdered milk.

His slender and graceful fingers touched the powder, twirling it between his fingertips, while his gaze darkened with contemplation.

Since Nico had worked tirelessly throughout last night and had just returned home to catch up on some sleep, Cedrick didn’t want to burden him with the task of investigating this incident.

“Contact Team Nine’s leader, Jasper, and instruct him to assemble a squad of ten soldiers. Also, bring a military dog,” he ordered.

“Yes, sir!”

While waiting for Jasper to quickly organize his team and Charles to arrive and take over, Cedrick comforted the baby.

Charles raced to the hospital, and in under ten minutes, he arrived at the baby’s ward.

Observing the disarray in the room that had yet to be tidied, Charles was stunned. With a serious look on his face, he immediately inquired, “Did you manage to locate Gwen’s whereabouts? Is she safe?”

Cedrick’s expression darkened. “No.”

a significant influence backing them. What if they harm Gwen? Didn’t you enjoy putting up the image of a loving husband

is missing, and yet you seem so eager to take my place.

was bereft of words. “Now is not the right time to get jealous. Finding out where Gwen is, should be our

stern expression, placing Benedict in Charles’ arms. “You should be well aware of your own hidden motives. Take care of your

all, I am the director

The agents from the Federal Bureau of Investigation are equally skilled,” Cedrick replied, giving him a cautious look. “I don’t trust the inexperienced officers at the bureau to take care of Benny. I can only entrust him to you. However, if you fail to take good care of him and cause me any trouble, it will only put Gwenny in further danger. I hope you understand

Charles kept mum.

led by Jasper, had already assembled. Cedrick turned around and

after walking through the woods for over ten minutes while

on the stone bricks, a stark contrast to the muddy paths she had previously walked on. Looks like we’ve

the men in suits remained

Gwendolyn’s heightened auditory senses picked up the crisp sound of her high heels on the

her feet felt different, more like

her to a fancy place. Aren’t they supposed to lock me in some abandoned cottage in the

was led into a house. The men in suits held her shoulders, guiding her to sit

soft to the touch, with a texture resembling fabric and

to comprehend the situation unfolding before her. Did they kidnap me

by the sudden burst of bright light. It took her a while to get

before her, and she found herself sitting on a couch in the grand

saw a middle-aged man in a tailored suit.

a couch,

as he exchanged a glance with his subordinate

Gwendolyn, removed the rag in her mouth, and poured her

mansion, which,

expression turned distant and cold as she cast a glance at the coffee on the table. She scoffed, “Mr. Kron, do you truly expect me to

Jenson. If my men were to do it

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