Chapter 97 My Role Isn’t Appropriate for This

Yvette turned and saw Damian holding her arm.

“What did you just say about Whitney? She’s missing?”

She glanced at him briefly, then shifted her gaze to Noel who stood next to them.

“Whitney w

went back to change her clothes over an hour ago. I tried calling her, but it’s not connecting. I’m worried something happened to her.”

Noel frowned slightly. Damian quickly tried calling Whitney’s phone, but all he heard was a mechanical

voice saying, “The number you’ve dialed is unreachable. Please try again later.”

Since he couldn’t reach her, Damian’s face grew serious. “Is she avoiding me again?”

‘Mr. Howard, I think you know very well why she’d want to avoid you. But right now, whether she’s

avoiding you or if something else happened, we don’t know,” Yvette replied coldly and strode off in the direction of the lodges.

Damian pressed his lips together, then quickly followed her.

“Aren’t you going to check on her?” Thomas looked at Noel, surprised he hadn’t moved.

“My role isn’t appropriate for this, Noel replied evenly.

Plus the Quinn family’s Manor had sufficient security, so Whitney shouldn’t be in danger.

Just then, the Manor manager, Owen Caldwell, hurried past them, instructing his team. “Make sure to increase patrols tonight. Our guests are all VIPs, we can’t afford any accidents!”

grabbed Owen by the arm. “What’s going on?

and knew they were VIPs, so he couldn’t

mountain. If you see anyone suspicious, please call the police immediately. But don’t worry,

Noel was already running toward the lodges.

This can’t be a coincidence…” Thomas muttered under his breath and realizing Yvette had gone In the same direction, he took off at

Yvette and Damian reached Whitney’s cabin, Noel and

lit, indicating

they could hear noises coming

to knock on the door but Thomas pulled her

you doing?”

My hals at

enough men here. You don’t need to go

something was wrong. “I’ll call

smart and quickly understood the gravity of the situation, and realized something might

wrong.

to get her!” She struggled to get free.

glance at Damian, who was fixated on

doorknob, and found it locked. From inside came faint, muffled sounds of distress, and his

hard.

open violently, hanging precariously from

to enter, with Yvette pushing Thomas, shouting

they froze at

room was in disarray, like a scene from

of

a fruit knife as

the knife from her. She clutched it tightly, her gaze locked on the man, not

me. I’m Damian.”

snap out of it, turning slowly to see Damian. She collapsed and cried

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