To test his theory, Charles drove in the opposite direction according to the result he obtained.

Despite having the utmost trust in the Federal Bureau of Investigation’s investigation skills and Cedrick’s discoveries, Charles wanted to test the reliability of Dark Netz’s information.

Moreover, the person who sold him the information provided detailed insight into Gwendolyn’s situation, compelling Charles to seriously consider its validity.

He yearned for a chance to be with her, if only once.

On the road, Charles couldn’t shake the thought of Gwendolyn’s smile. Despite the risks, he was determined to give it a try, even if it meant jeopardizing his own safety on this journey.

Charles’ heart raced, and he felt inexplicably nervous.

At the height of his sensitivity, his phone rang.

It was a call from Whitney.

After Gwendolyn’s disappearance, Charles had not returned to the Newton residence for many days.

Despite Whitney’s efforts to reach out through texts and calls, Charles never responded to any of them.

After the phone call ended, Charles’ scattered thoughts settled, and his determination to find Gwendolyn only intensified.

However, he received a call from Jasmine immediately after.

He chose not to answer the call either. Once the phone stopped ringing, the Bluetooth system in his car automatically played the voicemail.

Jasmine’s voice played through the voicemail, scolding, “Charles, where have you been? You just got married, but you left your wife alone at home and won’t return. No husband should behave like you.”

Her criticisms annoyed Charles slightly.

As Charles was about to reject the call, Jasmine continued, “Whitney is ill. She had stomach flu and was in loads of pain. Lucas and I sent her to the hospital for emergency treatment. She hasn’t been discharged yet and is still receiving an IV drip. Are you not going to visit her, Charles?”

She’s fallen ill? How did fall sick when she’s only been at home?

Charles stared ahead silently, but Jasmine’s words began to make him waver.

don’t care about sending your sick wife to the

pressed the brake. The luxury car slowed down on the road, but he didn’t

Undeniably, he hesitated.

found Gwendolyn and apprehended the culprit in Quawak. Perhaps his trip would be in vain, and the person who sold him the information could have deceived

information might be true. It presented a perfect opportunity for him to save Gwendolyn if he acted on

couldn’t ignore the chance to rescue Gwendolyn and possess her as

by his dilemma, Charles found it hard to breathe. He pulled over to the side of the road, giving himself a

it ended in failure, he believed

had toward his arranged marriage with Whitney. Her illness made it all the more crucial for him to be there

approached, the red sky reflected off Charles’ conflicted blue

Time was running out.

loosened his grip before tightening them

a deep breath and made a resolute decision. He

of Investigation’s team wasted no time. They immediately launched a large-scale

refused to remain idle and decided to search for the old fisherman

arrived at the man’s residence, he was taken

hunched back and limping gait remaining the

grabbing his collar discreetly. With warmth and politeness, he inquired, “Sir, how many years

tensed up when he heard Cedrick’s

are you

“N-Nothing. I…”

finish explaining, Cedrick forcefully tugged his

fell to the ground with a thud. He let out a pained howl, clutching

of a sudden, the man hissed again, this time from the pain

you needs a fake beard? Maybe I should check if

to do this!” the man begged, abandoning the jaded voice he had used during his

cold and indifferent expression, Cedrick narrowed his eyes

“Joe? Who’s that? I really don’t

Cedrick kicked the man’s stomach with

I don’t know the person you mentioned! Our boss, Hamish, left, and everyone else in Quawak

again, the culprit was one

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