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.

if she encountered an uncontrollable, dangerous situation would

tightened his fists, his

for Charles. Little did

been by

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

was lost in thoughts,

sealed

Cedrick stared

his brows, he touched the phone with

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

being shattered, the GPS tracker

it. “This is not Gwenny’s

happened, someone else was

breath hitched. “If that’s not hers,

found her, anything could be

tow truck and return to the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Overlook no detail of the

“Yes.”

was about to offer him the umbrella, Cedrick already turned around and left in the

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

not walk too far from the scene when

he saw that the call was from

and just

followed Gwendolyn’s disappearance would be

her disappearance be related to the tragic massacre of

comforting Benedict and Zendaya. They were waiting for news from

a daze, he stared at the phone

be found—that

call and replied with a text

Jenson 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 times like

remain composed, smoothly typing the text message before sending it to

put his phone away, he received another

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