Trapped with My Billionaire Ex-Husband by Mariya Mercedes

Chapter 81

SEBASTIAN

Despite my instinct to follow Blaire blindly, I knew I had to remain level-headed and think critically. The weight of responsibility pressed heavily on my shoulders as I grappled with the need to protect both my son and the woman I cherished above all else.

As much as I wanted to go there myself, I know I wouldn’t be much use there. Catherine will probably use my weakness to hurt those I love the most.

Turning to the head of the task force leading the operation, I sought reassurance in their preparedness. “Are your men ready, officer?” I inquired, my voice steady despite the turmoil raging within me.

“Yes, Mr. Foster,” came the confident response. “We’ve scoured the target area, and everyone is in position.”

As soon as I realized Blaire was missing, a surge of panic gripped me. I wasted no time in reaching for my phone, dialling her number with trembling fingers. Meanwhile, I instructed a trusted friend to use their tracking expertise to locate her signal.

With bated breath, I watched the monitor, my heart pounding as a red dot blinked to life, indicating Blaire’s whereabouts. But then, in a sudden and horrifying twist, the dot vanished.

“What happened? What’s going on?” I demanded, my voice laced with urgency as I turned to the technician in charge of the computer.

“I think she turned off her phone, sir,” he replied, his tone tinged with uncertainty.

My mind reeled with confusion and fear. Why would Blaire turn off her phone in such a critical moment? Did she sense danger? Was she being forced to speak?

Desperation clawed at my chest as I pressed the technician for answers. “Can you still track her signal even if it was turned off?” I implored, my voice tight with apprehension.

“We’ll try our best, sir,” he assured me, though the uncertainty in his voice mirrored my own inner turmoil. With every passing second, the weight of the situation bore down on me, driving home the grim reality of Blaire’s disappearance and the peril she now faced.

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As we waited anxiously for any sign of Blaire’s whereabouts, the tension in the room was palpable. Each passing moment felt like an eternity, with every second bringing us closer to the brink of despair.

he

Suddenly, a flicker of hope emerged as the technician’s fingers danced across the keyboard, his eyes glued to the screen. “I’ve managed to pick up a faint announced, his voice tinged with relief.

signal,”

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My heart leapt with anticipation as I leaned in closer, my eyes fixed on the monitor. Despite the odds, we hadn’t lost her completely. There was still a chance, however slim, of tracking her down and bringing her back to safety.

Frustration gnawed at me as I watched the monitor, and my brows furrowed in confusion. Blaire was veering off course, heading in a direction completely opposite from the address she had provided. It made no sense. We were supposed to meet at the designated location, yet here she was, seemingly headed in the opposite direction.

“Where the hell is she going?” I muttered under my breath, my mind swirling with questions and uncertainty.

As I scrutinized the screen, a sinking feeling settled in the pit of my stomach. The signal, once steady, now remained stubbornly static, refusing to budge from its current location. Panic surged within me, mingling with frustration and fear.

urgency as I turned to the technician for answers. But he could offer no explanation, his expression

on it, sir,” he said, trying to find

minutes stretched into agonizing eternity, the tension in the room reached a fever pitch. I looked to the technician for answers, but his expression offered

words heavy with implication. “She might have discarded her phone along the way, causing her signal

Blaire being alone and vulnerable in an unknown location sent a chill down

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threatened to engulf me. “But we have to do something!” I exclaimed, my voice quivering with

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do nothing while she’s out there; Go d

my love, was somewhere out there, lost and facing

making even the bravest person nervous. Time dragged on,

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just sit and hope for the best. I had to act, using all the help available, to

safely, no matter what

coursing through my veins, I knew I had to take decisive. action. I couldn’t rely on conventional methods alone; I needed to utilize every resource at my disposal to find her.

phone, my fingers trembling as I dialled a number engraved in my memory. The line rang once or twice

laced

your help. Blaire is missing, and I don’t know where she is. We need to find her, and we need to

of the situation sinking in. “Of course,” came the response, firm, and resolute. “We’ll mobilize our team immediately. We

tool at

on Catherine Foster’s whereabouts over the past few days. Leave

on it right away,” he assured me, his

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into Catherine’s movements. With any luck, we’ll uncover something that can

also has my son. Time is of the essence. I need this information as soon as possible,” I firmly reiterated, the urgency of the situation weighing

idea. It’s unfortunate that you have to share this news with your

found

right. I’m glad Blaire left you,” he

“Shut up

my wife

he

the right time for games, Atlas!”

“Chill, dude!”

expect me to chill? Why don’t you shut up and start doing what I’m asking

chuckled confidently. “Already done,” he

You got it?” I

wasn’t called a

the irritation simmering beneath the surface, I couldn’t afford to lose my composure now. “Just tell me

alright,” Atlas replied, his tone shifting to a more serious demeanour. “I dug into Catherine’s recent activities,

listened intently, hanging on to his every word. The

some questionable transactions lately,” Atlas continued. “Large sums of money noving-around; shady