As I reached for the driver’s side door, Mark stopped me. “Take the passenger seat, I’ll drive.”

“Thanks, Mark. I appreciate it.”

I shot him a grateful look, not bothering to argue.

My mind was preoccupied with Ramona’s safety, driving distracted wasn’t an option.

On the way to the abandoned factory, I quickly texted Christine to let her know I couldn’t make it, telling her to decide on her own.

Then, I dialed Gregory’s number.

But all I got was the endless ring, eventually leading to the robotic voice, “Sorry, the person you are calling is not available. Please try again later…”

This sent a wave of unease through me. Could something have happened to Gregory as well?

Mark, with both hands on the wheel, gave me a quick glance. “Tried calling Gregory but got no answer?”

“Yeah…” I nodded, absent-mindedly.

seemed to understand, “Don’t worry too

“Alright.”

but still got no

expression, Mark tried to reassure me, “With the whole Ford Group copyright infringement mess blowing up, he’s probably just tied up with that. Not hearing his phone wouldn’t be odd.” That didn’t do much to ease

outskirts of the city to find out who

I called the

“Hello? Who is

guys take

could think

and chuckled, “Jane, you should speak with

have a

this is about the Myers’ estate, and something

was pretty sure now that

a moment of anger, then

are you sure this won’t

her chin, her eyes full of confidence. “What belongs to the

“Who did you find this time? They managed to take that old lady from the nursing home without a trace! Why didn’t we

the Myers’ heiress, avoiding being overshadowed by

that woman soaking up all the glory, especially after Bella called her a goddaughter, like she had luck

“International contacts?”

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