After ending the call, Clark called Jordyn. "Where are you now?"

Upon hearing the suppressed anger in Clark's voice, Jordyn's anxiety spiked. She bit her lip and instinctively lied, "I'm out shopping... What's wrong?" "Get home right now. I need to talk to you!" Clark snapped.

"Okay..." Jordyn replied.

Quickly, she contacted the investigator she had hired to look into Clark, her voice filled with tension. "What did you find out?"

"I was just about to call you. Other than going to the hospital for a check-up, Clark hasn't done anything unusual," the investigator reported.

"What?!" Jordyn's face went pale. Given Clark's recent strange behavior, she immediately concluded that he must be onto her.

"I understand," she said before hanging up.

Jordyn rushed to her bedroom, hastily gathering her jewelry, cards, and some clothes. She stuffed them into a suitcase and hurried out of the house.

...

way to Jordyn's place, Clark

Ms. Jayston's previous tests was indeed tampered with. The doctor said Jordyn paid him a large sum to change the diagnosis, swapping your

calm as he instructed, "Got it. Find out where Jordyn is now.

"Understood," Michael replied.

ended the call, he was still puzzled. Usually, news like this would evoke shock and anger, but Clark seemed

Clark's recent request for a check-up and

ransacked. He sneered and sat on the couch in

...

bus station when she was

expression was icy. "Ms. Cheatham,

her pregnancy, she

go back! Let go

pleas, forcibly pushed her into the car, and drove

who restrained her, had no chance

the front seat. "Michael, are you Clark's lapdog? You do whatever he says! I won't let you get away

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