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.

an uncontrollable, dangerous situation would

his fists, his

afternoon before this incident, he was upset that Gwendolyn spoke up for Charles. Little did he know that she would go missing a

should’ve been by

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

in

fingerprint or any usage traces, the police sealed the device inside

Cedrick stared at the

touched the phone

did not indicate that her phone was switched off. Rather, it had a weak signal, as she was

the GPS tracker was still

thought about it. “This is not Gwenny’s phone,”

else was in her

breath hitched. “If that’s not hers, then… could Mrs. Jenson

found her, anything

coldly instructed, “Call for a tow truck and return to the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Overlook no

“Yes.”

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

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

Cedrick did not walk too

phone out, he saw that the call was

he was lost in his thoughts and just stared at the

be a series of difficult

Gwendolyn go? Could her disappearance be related to the tragic massacre of the Cloud

waiting for news from Cedrick, but

daze, he stared at the phone

be found—that was the

call

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

trembling, he forced himself to remain composed, smoothly typing

put his phone

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