In the downpour, Cedrick followed Swain to see Gwendolyn’s car that went off-road.

It was a light green Maserati.

Since Gwendolyn loved green, he gifted her this limited edition car for their third anniversary.

It was indeed her car.

With his red-rimmed eyes, he stared fixedly at the damaged car. The raindrops got caught on his eyelashes, blurring his vision.

He always remembered how Gwendolyn cherished this car. She would drive the car almost every day, yet it remained pristine as if it were brand new.

Just what did she encounter in Orchidbay Tunnel that made her car spiral out of control?

A group of soldiers from the Federal Bureau of Investigation surrounded the car. Braving the rain, they inspected the car for any signs of suspicious stuff.

Taking an umbrella from the person beside him, Swain silently stood by Cedrick’s side, shielding the latter from the rain.

Cedrick’s aura was so heavy that it beat the gloominess of the rain. Feeling his heart breaking for Cedrick, Swain stared at his boss.

“Don’t worry, Boss. Mrs. Jenson is capable. No one is inside the car, anyway, which proves she’s still alive. We can surely find her.”

Enduring the pain, Cedrick spoke, his voice hoarse.

“How’s the search going? Have you searched around the canyon?”

Looking down, Swain let out a sigh. “Mrs. Jenson’s car lost control before the rain started. Luckily, we found the car earlier. Otherwise, the heavy rain would’ve washed away the traces of the car. There’s mud everywhere now, so it’s hard for us to find any traces, but we’ve already checked the area and even have a tracking dog with us. We found no bloodstains, so Mrs. Jenson should be unharmed.”

Slowly, Cedrick heaved a sigh of relief.

No bloodstains. Unharmed. These are good news.

“Continue searching. Arrange a tow truck and bring this car back for inspection. See if there are any additional fingerprints or footprints on the car.”

I need to know if Gwenny got out of the car herself or was forced by someone else.

she encountered an uncontrollable, dangerous situation would she voluntarily speed down

his fists, his veins bulging

up for Charles. Little did he know that she

should’ve been by her

Mr. Jenson. We found Mrs. Jenson’s phone in

lost in thoughts, someone rushed

police sealed the device inside a

it, Cedrick stared at the shattered

brows, he touched the phone with his

but it did not indicate that her phone was switched off. Rather, it

being shattered, the GPS tracker was still functioning; Swain

more he thought about it. “This is not Gwenny’s phone,” he stated in a

someone else was in

“If that’s not hers, then…

they found her, anything could be

a tow truck and

“Yes.”

offer him the umbrella, Cedrick already turned around and left in the rain. He

him, and he was also concerned about Gwendolyn. Obeying Cedrick’s instruction, he arranged

did not walk too far from the scene when his phone

his phone out, he saw that the call

in his thoughts and just stared at the screen instead of

would be a series of

related to the tragic massacre

were waiting for news

he

wife could not be found—that was the most crucial

call and replied with a text

residence; just let them sleep in the lab. Have Nico go to Harrick Villa and pack some clothes for the kids. As for the kindergarten, arrange a leave for Zendy. In precarious

fingers were trembling, he forced himself to remain composed,

he could even put his phone

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