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!”

the arm. “What’s

Caleb and knew

police alert that a killer has escaped into the mountain. If you see anyone suspicious, please call the police immediately. But don’t worry, the Manor is very secure. We’ve already enhanced

Noel was already running

and realizing Yvette had gone In the same direction, he took

time Yvette and Damian reached Whitney’s cabin, Noel and Thomas had also

indicating someone was

could hear noises

the door but Thomas pulled

you

at Appropriate

men here. You don’t need to go in.”

“I’ll call security right away.”

understood the gravity of the situation, and realized something

wrong.

still in there. I have to get her!” She

was fixated

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

hard.

door swung open violently, hanging

was the first to enter, with Yvette pushing Thomas, shouting “Whitney!” as she ran into

they froze

a scene from a

in pain, a pool of blood spreading beneath

and hair tousled, clutching a fruit knife as she pointed it at the man

hurried forward to take the knife from her. She clutched it tightly, her gaze

me.

slowly to see

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