Chapter 567

"Ricky? What are you doing here?!"

Irene was at first shocked to see Ricky, but soon snapped as she came to her senses. ' Where have you been?!"

"Irene, please tell them to let go..." Ricky groaned-his arm felt like it would be ripped off soon.

Irene quickly waved off the bodyguard. "I know him. Let him go!"

The bodyguards did so and left, while Irene asked, "What happened to you? And why did you sell the mansion?"

"I thought you would help me find Lulu, but you went missing and Isaac left the country too," Ricky explained. "There's no one here to help me, and I don't have any clues where to look. It's like she's gone without a trace..."

"Anyway, I started drifting from bar to bar, when I spotted Isaac's secretary ... Debbie, was it? She was talking to a man in a corner of the bar, acting all shady-like. I then followed the man... and guess what I saw?”

"What?" Irene urged. "Don't keep me in suspense."

"He drove a dump truck and crashed it into James Cross's car."

Irene's face fell, holding Ricky's gaze as she asked, "Are you sure about what you saw?"

start a

the way, I had no choice but to sell the mansion. I had to keep an eye on Debbie's every move, so I needed help. With spencer Holdings bankrupt and no money in my

him, since he was

he had

for him, no one would have known

sent those street thugs to follow me?"

Ricky scratched his head. "I didn't dare to meet you, so I had

you showing up now? Not afraid that I'd beat you up or

you reported me as a missing person. The cops are looking for me now, so I have no choice but to come to you,"

not worried that the cops would find him and discover that he broke the law

just call off the search. Tell them that

know," she said, now worried about

too-something would happen eventually if they kept a time bomb

clue on

hung his

to calm down and think, Irene told him, "Stay here. I'm going

"Where are you going?"

him a glare. "To call off the search. Thank goodness I went

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