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.

uncontrollable, dangerous situation would

self-loath, Cedrick tightened his fists, his

up for Charles. Little

should’ve been by

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

lost in thoughts, someone rushed toward

the police sealed the device inside a transparent bag and handed it to

stared at the shattered

touched the phone with his

it did not indicate that her phone was switched

the GPS tracker was still

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

else

not hers, then…

found her, anything

truck and return to the Federal Bureau of Investigation.

“Yes.”

umbrella, Cedrick already turned

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

not walk too

his phone out, he saw that the call

his thoughts and just stared at the screen instead of answering

Gwendolyn’s disappearance would be a series

related to the tragic massacre

laboratory, comforting Benedict and Zendaya. They were waiting for

in a daze, he

not be found—that was

distress, he declined Charles’ call

them sleep in the lab. Have Nico go to Harrick Villa and pack some

his fingers were trembling, he forced himself to remain composed, smoothly typing

could even put his phone away, he

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